I managed to have a moment of *own* and a moment of death at the same time, and it's not how you would expect.
See, myself, Neeshka, Elenee, and Khelgar were tasked to clear out this warehouse full of douchebags trying to start a civil war or something. I'm a level 7 Pally with a level in rogue, Neeshka is a level 8 rogue, of course, Khelgar is a level 8 fighter, and Elenee is a treehugger elf, so of course she decided to be a druid instead of a proper wizard.
But I digress.
See, clearing out the first few rooms of the warehouse was pretty easy. Thugs are pretty easy in general, and while these guys had quite a few wizards, it's hard to stop a paladin and a dwarf with bigass swords and more than a few points in Tumble from rushing straight past your body screen of club guys and sticking their sword down your throat the wrong way round. Me and Khelgar would rush the thug lyfe wizards, stab them about once, the turn around and deal with the clubbers, who conviently turned their backs on Tiefling bae so she could actually deal some damage. Then we rest for five seconds, get all our spells back, and proceed with the JUSTICEing.
That didn't happen, in this last room.
This room was a bit more crowded than the others, but it didn't look too bad at first. The Club Thugs had swapped out their 2x4 uselessness with some actually slightly dangerous shortswords, which they dual-wielded and presumably held sideways cuz thug lyfe. But I had a plan. There were about 8 of the Drizzt-clone thugs. and only 1 wizard. And I knew the AI; they would relentlessly attack whoever they saw first, unless someone dealt them some serious damage. They wouldn't protect their wizard, if they were busy wailing on someone.
That someone was me.
I distracted 8 thugs, and stood in a corner with health potions on an IV while a red stream of damage rushed out of my head. My health bar looked like it was having an aneurism. But I held them off for 3 full minutes IRL time, and what should have been at least 6 rounds in game before I finally died. Should have been more than enough to kill the wizard and have Neeshka surprise a few thugs here with some backstabs, or Elenee could hit them with a lightning bolt, or Khelgar's Great Cleave could rip them all in half in one swing.
Instead, it was me, being badass, while Neeshka hit the wizard once, not even disrupting the spell he was casting, Elenee cast sunskin (or whatever it's called, fire aura) on herself, despite having a longbow and no enemies nearby, and proceeded to miss every shot she took - at the guys who were attacking ME, and Khelgar...
I'm not sure what happened to Khelgar. I did get an opportunity to take a glance around, and Khelgar was just gone. I don't know where he went, but I do know he died about 5 seconds into the battle, despite being the thickest, brawniest member of the party, and having a shitload of points in Parry as well as your general fighter tankiness and sweet armor.
I died, as Neeshka ineffectually smacked at a wizard with the flat of both her daggers. I died, as our Druid decided to protect herself from non-existant threats instead of following the plan. I died, while Khelgar decided to have an adventure underneath the kitchen sink and drink bleach.
I died following the plan, and so did Neeshka. The Dwarf and the Elf, who have both complained about Tieflings being untrustworthy, managed to do literally nothing for 3 whole minutes, while our demon-blooded thief and cheeki breekii paladin were off being Badass or at least fucking trying.
I still don't know where Khelgar went. If any of you find any strange smells issuing from small holes in your homes, message me. He's a dwarf, so I think I'll bury him in the plane of water.
Neverwinter Nights 2
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