Normally our group was more than happy to hole up at one of our houses, but on this occasion we knew a local game store owner and decided that we’d run a game in the store itself.
Given the public venue, we opted to let outsiders join in. Both of the new players who joined were younger than the rest of our group. The first newbie was well-read, articulate, and would role-play his character, but never at the expense of the game—a perfect player. The other was the kind who was determined to screw up at every opportunity, a natural born Troublemaker. His character would die every day we played.
House rules had changed the way familiars…
Recently we had a session where our goal was to sneak into a warehouse located in a seedy part of town. Due to a time constraint, we needed to do it during the daytime. Our mostly Dwarven party was less than subtle, so we decided not to sneak in.
Previously we had met a street vendor named Mung who sold meat pies made with ingredients best left to the imagination. We paid for him to go solicit free meat pies outside of the warehouse.
The warehouse was in full swing with many goblins and hobgoblins working and moving goods around when he arrived. Many goblins ran outside to get free pies; though, some of the overseers and foremen rem…
About a year ago, I introduced my three kids to tabletop RPGs. I play Herb Hairyfoot the Halfling Scholar (he’s actually a Shadowdancer, but we’re not supposed to know that). My youngest daughter is a Half-Elf male Ranger guide named Cleranger (he's is actually she, but we’re not supposed to know that, either). My oldest daughter is a punch first, ask questions later, Half-orc Fighter named NightPepper. And my son is a Summoner named Borazmuz who tends to run first, and ask questions later.
During one Sunday campaign we encountered a acid-jello-thing. My first action—hide and move to flank. Borazmuz high-tailed it right past where I …
We have a rather large party of mostly new players that meets in three different places and communicates over the internet. There's me, the OP Human Fighter, a Half-Elf Bard, a Human Druid, a Dwarven Cleric, a Half-Elf Rogue, a Human Wizard, an Elf Ranger, and last but not least a pair of Paladins—one a Human, the other a Tiefling. The Tiefling may or may not have not known that he had a tail until many sessions in.
Last session, our stocky Dwarf had not only kicked in the doors to the grave we were robbing, but had then surprised the demon that was waiting there. He then ended his turn by taking a drink from his endless beer sippy c…
Several years ago some friends and I were playing 4th edition. It was my first time as DM, and I’d thought it was a good idea to create an almost fully homebrew setting, campaign, and monsters.
Lo and behold, the adventurers fell into a giant cave inside a mountain, right beside a Dwarven city. That cave was but one of many in a gargantuan net of underground mystic caves (I’d thought it was a very original at the time), and they had to fight the horrific plague that were ‘The Steves’.
Steves were pink floating jellyfish-like creatures that could transform those they killed into zombies to take them to the mother (a gargantuan tree-l…