Our adventuring group tends to get a lot of loot throughout our adventures. As such, our DM has seen fit to give us proper storage for said loot. In this particular campaign, this came in the shape of a "Box" of Holding.
Through a series of events that I'm somewhat fuzzy on because I joined the group after, the party had defeated and captured a pirate. We had to get him to the proper authorities, but we didn't have a good way to transport him. Finally, someone just suggested that we throw him in the box and keep the lid ajar so that he wouldn't suffocate. Was the best idea we had at the time, so we did and promptly forgot about him.
Many years back, I got into a pickup AD&D 1st game at a local con. The two players already at the table had brought their Fighters, so I rolled up a Warrior Priest of Tyr in keeping with the DM's setting.
After a while, I'd exhausted my major Cleric spells, so I called a halt and explained it was time to pray. As I drew the circle and lit the candles and incense, I made it clear they needed to stay in the area.
Sure enough, as I communed with my god, they decided to do a bit of exploration and ran smack into a wraith, which proceeded to snack on them. I'm not sure who screamed the loudest as the two nitwits turned tail and scurried …
Two weeks ago, I played my first game of D&D with an amazing group of guys that have been very patient with me as I learn the game. In last week’s session, my party and I were up against a bunch of Orcs attacking us from behind cover. There were many more of them than there were of us, and as an Elven Rogue with moderately okay stats, I was hesitant to charge in. I had essentially passed for two turns, as I couldn't see a single way in which I could help.
The DM asked me to look through my character sheet to see if I had any way of helping the battle without committing suicide. At this point, I noticed that under my list of languages…
I’m DMing for a group of eight people. This leads to some rather interesting situations, as they are all slowly warming to their characters and thus making their backstories more complex and detailed.
A couple weeks ago, our Half-Elf Ranger sent me a text asking if he could have been cursed (ostensibly by our BBEG). I'm running a homebrew, so if someone wants to do something interesting I will do my best to make it work. So after some talking back and forth, we decided that he would turn into a Balghura (a demon that strongly resembles a 10 foot tall ape) whenever someone he cared deeply for was threatened. That person happened to be…
It was my first time playing a tabletop RPG. The DM, who would emerge over the years as my best friend, was running myself and another friend of ours in a two person campaign. Well, not a campaign so much as "making-it-up-as-I-go" story to get us used to the idea.
Our friend was playing a female Human Cleric, while I made an Elf Ranger. Less than interesting, I know, but I was new to D&D and I just wanted to shoot stuff in the face with a bow. I never planned on getting into melee combat, but they talked me into taking along a longsword, just in case.
About an hour into the adventure, we got separated while running through a cave sy…