I am remembered! My life is complete.
Yay, Akigagak is back! Are you DMing the in-person D&D group? I remember your Red Hand of Doom campaign... many silly times were had.
Hey Soli!
I am, actually, though I got one campaign as a player before this, in a party of
10. So much derp, though only half the party felt like being sensible or actually doing something at any given moment. Highlights included:
<My companion Wolf that never failed a constitution save, never ran away from combat, and never got knocked out. One of the only survivors of the campaign, though my Druid died.
<The mad halfling cleric Vugar, he of Owl-Bear-Head-Hat and the bane of all vampires. Another one of the few survivors.
<The Entangle spell being utterly overpowered, whenever it was used. Let our party of ten level 1s kill the owlbear with no losses, when it could one-shot any one of us if it got a decent damage roll.
<Two members of the party getting teleported away by cursed magic mirror, appearing bleeding and unconscious in their lord's hall and rather torn, scratched and bearing a bad headache inside of a tavern respectively. The character who ended up in the tavern looked around at the confused other members of the bar, looked at his shredded clothes, looked back up and uttered his final words of the game: 'I'll take the bar, please.'
<The Super Deadly Poison Trap. Just after the teleportation of those two, the party attempts to force their way into a room that bears an enticing sign upon to door. I forget exactly what it was, but it was fairly enticing. 6 of them die to a poison trap immediately, rolling really badly on their fortitude saves and the surviving two members look upon what it was they died for: A small, broken, music box.
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