Some of the most epic things that happen in D&D start off with a dumb decision. This is one of those tales.
Over the course of one year, we had gone from being puny level 1 adventurers to badass level 18 heroes. Or at least that was what we liked to think. Throughout the campaign we had to deal with Devils on multiple occasions, which finally resulted with us encountering a group of Devils making a deal with a Wizard in his tower. The Paeliryon, who was their leader, quickly disappeared into a portal that lead back into Avernus, and most of his minions quickly followed him.
Our DM had planned for the portal to close and for us to fi…
We will never forget the day our group went up against this one dungeon boss. Honestly, we don't remember much about the boss, the dungeon, or even the rest of the adventure, but none of us will forget the death of our Barbarian—a huge human Werebear, ridiculously strong, and specialized in slaying Werebeasts.
The Barbarian managed to get up close and personal with the boss before any of us. Attacking all-out with his magical, silver-plated waraxes, he rolled a 1. Critical failure.
Our DM rolled a D100 and checked the fail table we were using. The table stated, "You hit yourself. Roll against your own AC. If you hit, it's critical."…
I've been running a campaign with a group of friends for several months now. There have been many an awesome and hilarious situation, but last session had one of the best.
The party had recently defeated a hobgoblin army that worshipped Tiamat. They’d hit level 10, and were now on their way to take down the head off this dragon-cult before he could complete his dastardly ritual of doom. Approaching the Temple-Fortress of their enemy, the party noted the 150-foot tall statue of Tiamat carved directly in the mountainside, and the narrow bridge that lead to the door below it—a bridge suspended over a long fall.
Failing to be sufficient…
One of my friends wanted to try DMing and decided to run the Lost Mines of Phandelver 5E Starter Pack for a group of friends and his younger brother, who we shall call Jack. Now most of us had a fair amount of experience playing D&D, most of which I DMed. But Jack wasn't a part of my games.
Jack played a Tiefling Wizard, and the closest thing to a personality trait that character ever had was that he was a Wizard. Jack, on the other hand, was just not the kind of person you’d want to play a game with. He acted egotistically, like he was smarter and better than any of the other players, and tried to nab every magic item or treasure fo…
It was my first time in the DM's chair, and I had a party of newbies set up to play 5th edition with a few house rules. I found us a silly little adventure online involving a spilt growth potion and some farmyard poultry. Pretty silly, but easy for the inexperienced—player and DM alike.
The party had no problem carving (sorry, couldn’t help it) through a cluster of six-foot tall chickens. Then the Turkey happened.
This Turkey was eight feet tall and aggressive in the extreme. Getting the jump on the party, he managed to blow sand into the eyes of Gregg the Mighty Monk. Unfortunately the encounter just went from bad to worse. A few r…