D&D Stories
Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2018 11:14 pm
Thought I'd start a thread as a place for folks to tell the most memorable, amusing, bonkers, ridiculous or just plain interesting tales from D&D (or other) campaigns. Feel free to share past experiences!
I'll get things started with what happened at tonight's session.
It's a 5e setting with custom races, I'm playing a 10 ft tall gatorman barbarian. Up to now, the core party has been me, a tigerfolk battle master fighter, and a magic mummy gun mage (homebrew class and race). We are all very much melee and ranged physical damage with a few additional magical bits of damage, but no casters in the group. Tonight, we had two new folks to the group join us, one playing a bard, and the other a wizard.
We (the original trio) had been tracking down some dino-lizard folk that had captured a paladin of some import, and met up with the two new guys, the last remnants of a similar squad of mercenaries tasked with cleaning up the area. They joined us for the time being, since we knew the way back to base camp and promised to lead them there after our job was done.
Eventually we follow the trail to a camp, enclosed by a 20 ft palisade wall. My guy has been collecting weapons, and is a bit of a walking arsenal (1 great axe, 1 javelin, 2 hand axes, a gauntlet that adds fire damage to unarmed and melee attacks, as well as allowing the casting of firebolt, a Trident of Fish Command, a Fae Dagger that does extra damage on a crit, as well as a natural bite attack), who in addition to the weapons he's packratted, has picked up what was a belt harness with a 10 ft retractable chain with a boarding hook on the end. This has been strapped to my arm, which allows me to hook and drag folks to me. Well... with a 10 ft character with a 10 ft chain vs the lookout in the tower at the top of a 20 ft wall, I had a pretty good plan of stealthing to the base of the tower, letting the others draw his attention enough for him to move to the edge of the tower, then hooking and dragging him down...
That is, until the wizard casts enlarge on my barbarian... doubling him in every dimension and multiplying his weight by 8 (~6400 lbs?). Sooo... instead, I'm now the height of the palisade, so I grab the guard by the face and yank him out of the tower as the tiger fighter uses an amulet to go invisible and climb the wall on the other side. She pounces on a second guard as I move to the gate... and punch my fist, still holding the guard, through the gate (I did something nasty like 20+ damage to the gate on a punch). The guy is still dangling from my hand, and tries stabbing me a few times, but by that point I'm raging. The bard scrambles up the palisade to the tower and opens the gates for me. I stride through, punching the first guard down into the second on my way to the shaman, eventually switching to a two handed grasp of the legs of an improvised weapon/guard (meat flail?), recklessly slamming him down on the shaman for 1d4+4+2+1d6+2+1d4+1d4 damage (improvised+STR+rage+radiant for zealot path+enlarged damage+racial damage when using two handed). The guy I was using as a weapon is pulp, so next turn I take the greataxe to the shaman, dealing 27 damage and breaking his heat metal on the fighter.
The other guys were all doing stuff the whole time too, but true to the barbarian nature, I got caught up in the excitement of being a 20ft tall gatorman punching people through walls and using them to bludgeon one another to really be able to describe in detail what they did. I think the bard was fighting off a swarm of poisonous snakes that almost killed him, and the wizard was keeping concentration on me and firebolting the snake swarm.
So... what stories do you have?
I'll get things started with what happened at tonight's session.
It's a 5e setting with custom races, I'm playing a 10 ft tall gatorman barbarian. Up to now, the core party has been me, a tigerfolk battle master fighter, and a magic mummy gun mage (homebrew class and race). We are all very much melee and ranged physical damage with a few additional magical bits of damage, but no casters in the group. Tonight, we had two new folks to the group join us, one playing a bard, and the other a wizard.
We (the original trio) had been tracking down some dino-lizard folk that had captured a paladin of some import, and met up with the two new guys, the last remnants of a similar squad of mercenaries tasked with cleaning up the area. They joined us for the time being, since we knew the way back to base camp and promised to lead them there after our job was done.
Eventually we follow the trail to a camp, enclosed by a 20 ft palisade wall. My guy has been collecting weapons, and is a bit of a walking arsenal (1 great axe, 1 javelin, 2 hand axes, a gauntlet that adds fire damage to unarmed and melee attacks, as well as allowing the casting of firebolt, a Trident of Fish Command, a Fae Dagger that does extra damage on a crit, as well as a natural bite attack), who in addition to the weapons he's packratted, has picked up what was a belt harness with a 10 ft retractable chain with a boarding hook on the end. This has been strapped to my arm, which allows me to hook and drag folks to me. Well... with a 10 ft character with a 10 ft chain vs the lookout in the tower at the top of a 20 ft wall, I had a pretty good plan of stealthing to the base of the tower, letting the others draw his attention enough for him to move to the edge of the tower, then hooking and dragging him down...
That is, until the wizard casts enlarge on my barbarian... doubling him in every dimension and multiplying his weight by 8 (~6400 lbs?). Sooo... instead, I'm now the height of the palisade, so I grab the guard by the face and yank him out of the tower as the tiger fighter uses an amulet to go invisible and climb the wall on the other side. She pounces on a second guard as I move to the gate... and punch my fist, still holding the guard, through the gate (I did something nasty like 20+ damage to the gate on a punch). The guy is still dangling from my hand, and tries stabbing me a few times, but by that point I'm raging. The bard scrambles up the palisade to the tower and opens the gates for me. I stride through, punching the first guard down into the second on my way to the shaman, eventually switching to a two handed grasp of the legs of an improvised weapon/guard (meat flail?), recklessly slamming him down on the shaman for 1d4+4+2+1d6+2+1d4+1d4 damage (improvised+STR+rage+radiant for zealot path+enlarged damage+racial damage when using two handed). The guy I was using as a weapon is pulp, so next turn I take the greataxe to the shaman, dealing 27 damage and breaking his heat metal on the fighter.
The other guys were all doing stuff the whole time too, but true to the barbarian nature, I got caught up in the excitement of being a 20ft tall gatorman punching people through walls and using them to bludgeon one another to really be able to describe in detail what they did. I think the bard was fighting off a swarm of poisonous snakes that almost killed him, and the wizard was keeping concentration on me and firebolting the snake swarm.
So... what stories do you have?