Tales

When the Monks Come Marching Home

Posted on April 18, 2017

You know those times where you say, ‘What if this happens?’ and everyone laughs and tells you that it is highly unlikely? The thing is though, when you play D&D, more often than not, in a world created by the guy sitting next to you, what you think is merely a funny theory may soon become reality.

Our intermediate party was on our way to an abandoned monastery to ‘get to the high ground’ so to speak. The party was made up of a Human Cleric (me), an Elven Rogue, and a Human Fighter. We had recently received word that—because of previous actions that would take too long to explain—a large force from one of the Dragon’s Temples of Tiama…

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The Stormcrow

Posted on April 17, 2017

I’ve been running this group for the better part of a year now, and this is the tale of their finest, if not most ridiculous, execution yet. The group is made up of an Elven Eldritch Knight who acts more like a Paladin than the party Paladin; said Paladin who is possessed by a demon; an Elven Ranger and her pet Dire Wolf; a philandering Half-Elf Bard princess, and a Human Wizard who was expelled from the college arcanum.

While traveling through a heavily wooded area, the party came across some uprooted trees. Wondering what this was about, they inquired with the local villagers, who explained that hill giants were active in the area …

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It Ain’t Easy Being Chaotic Evil

Posted on April 14, 2017

Chanos Odal was a chaotic evil Wizard with a horrendously low constitution and unimpressive strength and dexterity. His group mates were both questionably neutral: a Dragon-blooded Sorceress and a Bard with a silver tongue. Those two have many heroic and heartbreaking tales in their quests for personal power and the usual saving-the-world, while Chanos' own tales tend toward the absurd. Not that I played him as a jester, but his over-the-top supervillainy often collapsed on itself, when it wasn't being foiled by his own companions.

The first time Chanos died, the group was still quite poor for being level 11. The Sorceress and Bard c…

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They call me Tater

Posted on April 13, 2017

Back in high school, I'd gotten a few friends of mine to finally nerd out and give D&D a try with an experienced DM I knew. We had a decent sized party; an Elven ranger that managed an 18 Dexterity and could snipe anything that moved; a Gnome Illusionist whose motto was, "I'm a Gnome, I'm a beast, I will eat you,"; a Half-Orc Barbarian that liked to think it was smarter than it was and tried to be philosophical;  and me, the Half-Elf Cleric (because I was the only one who cared if the others lived or died). Oh yes, and there was our Halfling Rogue, Tater.

I'd been gaming since age nine, so I already knew a lot of the tricks and what …

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A Bard and a Paladin Walk Into a Tower

Posted on April 12, 2017

My friend had to roll up a new character. Since she was starting at level 15 to be on par with the rest of our crew, the DM decided to run us through a mini-adventure to help her get a feel for the character, a Bard. I was given a level 15 Paladin to accompany her.

Our first encounter was with a group of harpies, who were having a hard time damaging me. Then they discovered the squishy Bard. In defense, the Bard cast Mirror Image and screamed, "When you hit me I multiply!"

Her bluff skill was high, and upon rolling a bluff check it was determined that even my character now believed that she duplicated with every hit of damage. The h…

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