Complex Problems With Simple Solutions

Posted on February 09, 2017

It was my first time playing a Rogue. Our DM was very open to oddball character builds, so I built myself a Gnoll Rogue with a thug/extortionist temperament (rather than the usual sneaky type). Standing at eight feet tall and weighing around 300 lbs, he was a bruiser who carried a large selection of knives.

The party included a Sorcerer, a Paladin, a Fighter, and my Rogue. We were tasked by a tree spirit to rid a temple of dark magic taint which was leaking into the forest and affecting the surrounding woods and local creatures. The temple was filled with demons and undead, which were being summoned by a sorcerer deep within the temple.

Within the first few rooms we found an Elven Sorceress and her deceased companion, both trying to complete the same task of clearing the temple of evil. Joining forces, we fought off droves of flying heads and zombies, and encountered an evil Sorcerer in the last room of the temple. With some teamwork and a few lucky hits, the evil Sorcerer was quickly dispatched. However, not before he was able to finish his final spell—the resurrection spell of a Lich.

A stone sarcophagus shook with primal dark magic, and our group (plus the Elven Sorceress) prepared for battle. The Sorceress told us she could disband the evil Lich if only we could distract the monster long enough for her to finish the spell.

Our group's Sorcerer jumped in to help her focus her power on the disbanding spell. The Fighter and Paladin prepared for the fight. I, however, could only think to delay the beast, as I wasn’t ready for full frontal fighting.

So I did the only thing I could think to delay the Lich from rising to fight us… I jumped on the lid of the sarcophagus.

The group laughed. The DM laughed, then (looking concerned) began to dig through the pages of spells and stats he’d prepared for his epic end boss, only to realize the Lich was unable to lift both the stone sarcophagus lid and my 300 lb Gnoll. None of his prepared spells could damage the stone to free himself from his own tomb.

So I just sat there. The Sorceress finished her spell, the Lich was disbanded, and we looted his corpse for jewels and gold.

It's the odd things like this that make me love D&D and other tabletop games like it. The world and its limits are bound only to the limits of the player's imagination.

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