The End of Mimic

Our team had been playing together so long that we worked like a well-oiled machine. Then there was Mimic, a physical adept that had the "martyr" drawback.

Mimic would always take the bullet, always save the girl, and most often get killed every run. I played him to the hilt, and one particular run left me dead and kidnapped to make up for the fact I was going to be out of town for a while.

Our DM came up with a clever plot to bring me back, just in time for Gen Con that year. Mimic's body showed up on the pier. Problem was, he’d sprouted fangs and glowing eyes.

The team looked at his unconscious body, left a grenade on his chest, …

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Twisted Glee

The DM of my group has a rather nasty habit of playing jokes on the rest of us players.

During a large-scale raid on a old murky ruin, we encountered a magically created vine-thing (he called it a ‘rose knot monster’). It was clear he had made it up. Our frontline plate-wearing Goblin Fighter attempted a direct charge. One DEX roll later he was flung down a flight of stairs. After a natural 20 from the vine cluster he wasn’t about to get up in, well, ever.

My dexterous Elven Ranger was next on initiative and decided on a different approach. She tried to nimbly jump into the cluster of vines to get to the center, where we thought its…

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