Back in the old days, my thief
one-shotted a troll by jumping down off a ledge about twenty feet above its head and brainstabbing it with a
flametongue longsword...
In elementary school I taught my Catholic Catechism teacher to play D&D after our classes - Sister Maria played a cleric named Sister Maria and walked around wearing nothing but a robe and carrying nothing but a walking stick.
She'd given all her gold away to the poor.
(Shh, don't her she was wearing chainmail and had a staff...)
The party came upon a large handful of orcs led by a shaman blocking a road and demanding a toll to let them pass. There was no way that the small low-level party could beat the orcs, but I made the mistake of having the shaman arrogantly boast that his god was more powerful than hers.
Sister Maria brandished her walking stick over her head like a
+5 holy avenger, yelled, "BLAAAASPHEEEEMERS!!!!", and charged the orcs...
The orcs went down like chumps.
So I threw another wave of orcs at them.
And then another.
Close to 30 orcs later, the rest of the party was beaten and bloodied but still (just barely) alive.
Sister Maria was completely unscathed.
Never roll dice with the clergy - that woman could roll a nat 20 on a D6...
