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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Zalman" data-source="post: 174166" data-attributes="member: 1301">Rybaer, Excellent job detailing this encounter.  I am glad that you captured that I was continually thinking about Dimension Dooring my sorry butt out of here every few minutes.  Great description of the fight, as always.I knew there might be some questions raised by the DM about a new plethora of spells memorized for this gaming session.  I keep a pretty standard assortment memorized for the normal day-to-day-I-don’t-know-what-is-going-to-happen situations.  No one is particularly surprised when I whip out Fly, Monster Summoning, or Glue (similar to Grease but sticky)  I made sure that my spell sheets were documented with which ones I was using, just to make sure everything was kosher.I thought flaming glue would hold back the rats (which at the time I was unsure if they were undead rats or real ones).  Real rats would avoid the flames.  I have a strong Alchemy score so I pull out little doo-dads every once in a while.  I wasn’t going to trust this to a tinder twig so I used Prestidigitation to cause a flaming finger.   I didn’t count on the Mind Flayer coming up so quickly.  I thought that I could hold the Mind Flayer off for a few seconds so that my friends could get through the door.  I was hoping to blast him a couple of hard ones, summon a critter to hold him down, then run up and join my compatriots in an area where Amblin’s jumping and Nigel’s bow could be put to use.  This narrow stairwell was no place to confront this monster.  Of course, this didn’t work.  I don’t remember if my Lightning bolts were doing any good, but I do remember that they each did 35-40 points of damage.  Not bad for a 7th level caster and an 8th level wand.  This was death experience #3.  (or ‘near death’ experience 19 for those of you keeping track)  I had used my two fate points in previous encounters and was now really dead.  I picture my mage, two feet off the floor, gasping for every breath and trying to hold the Mind Flayer from getting my friends.  But, like friends do, they came to my aid.  After being blasted by the mental assault all I could do was hang there – very aware of what was going on but helpless to do anything.  My last thought is that of a giant undead calamari ripping my brain through the front of my face.I began planning for my next character.  Who would it be?  Gundo Bacon the Half-Orc fighter or Lieana the elven druid?  We need a fighter so that Amblin can jump in and out while Bommer is backstabbing and Nigel is hurling pointy sticks – but can we do without the spell casting that a druid would provide.  Maybe the companions a druid has would assist in melee fighting?Next session you find the answer.</blockquote>

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