16th level party TPKd by a goblin?!!

[blackshirt5]

You can also ruin a good GAME(as in something with which you run games) by allowing a single character run by a megalomaniacal racist bastard to become the most powerful god yet still remain a PC. This in turn leads to the slaying of every new PC, as well as the slaying of all of the other gods, and the destruction of one or two universes. Believe me, you don't want to experiance that.

Actually only my Pacifistic LVL 99 Greater Doppleganger survived his wrath.....cause he didn't knoe I existed.

Don't forget metagaming. He'd actually ask who was running a character before slaying them, and sometimes give mercy depending on whether or not one of his friends was playing the character.

 

[Angcuru]

Don't forget metagaming. He'd actually ask who was running a character before slaying them, and sometimes give mercy depending on whether or not one of his friends was playing the character.

And then promote that character to celestial godhood. Damn you Pat!

"And for every day that stings, two better days it brings."

A little line from the song Master of the Wind by Manowar.

Think about it. It's true.

 

[Dark Eternal]

Don't forget metagaming. He'd actually ask who was running a character before slaying them, and sometimes give mercy depending on whether or not one of his friends was playing the character.

You guys have crazy fun. I like you.

 

[blackshirt5]

You guys have crazy fun. I like you.

I hated this guy. With a fiery passion unsurpassed by any one man before or since.

 

[Dark Eternal]

"And for every day that stings, two better days it brings."

A little line from the song Master of the Wind by Manowar.

Think about it. It's true.

"Nothing is as bad as it seems."
"Master of the Wind", Triumph of Steel
Manowar


Ok - now I REALLY like you.

 

[Angcuru]

HOLLY'S DAD! HA!

 

[Angcuru]

IF YOU'RE NOT INTO METAL, YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND!

Close your eyes, look into the dream.
Winds of Change Will Winds of Fortune Bring.

That is SO true.

 

[blackshirt5]

I would willingly fight both Ross Dubin and Patrick Miller in a death match held within the confines of the trash compactor at the Rt. 18 Flea Market, while Domingo threw down firebombs, armed only with my wits, my natural weaponry, and the binding from a three ring spiral bound notebook, while they had axes.

And I'd win. On sheer determination, and a desire to see their bones broken. Then of course, I'd drag them across the field.

 

[Lord Pendragon]

Let me make up for my earlier bad post o) by offering a possible solution. Depending on how smart Ragu is, you could put one more wish in the luck blade, then have him cart off all the party's magic items to a big city to sell. So he sells off all their stuff and gets totally smashed. Then he starts remembering all the time he spent stalking the party and, magnanimous in the way one can be when thinking about dead foes, drinks a toast in their names.

"To the party...if only they could see me now!"

Wish goes off, and you've got one live party and one drunk goblin. Let the games begin.

 

[Angcuru]

I would willingly fight both Ross Dubin and Patrick Miller in a death match held within the confines of the trash compactor at the Rt. 18 Flea Market, while Domingo threw down firebombs, armed only with my wits, my natural weaponry, and the binding from a three ring spiral bound notebook, while they had axes.

And I'd win. On sheer determination, and a desire to see their bones broken. Then of course, I'd drag them across the field.

Go on....