AMusing character death


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Well, this goes back maybe ten years ago or so to 2nd edition. There was an adventure in Dungeon magazine in which the players come across a town that, for all appearances, was abandoned.

The buildings were actually a type of mimic called house hunters, gigantic beasts designed to lure the group in and kill them.

Enter the most unfortunate character I've ever seen play the game. One of my players had a ranger who had died 4 times in the same campaign (thank goodness for ressurection). Once in a fall from dragon back (I don't know if that actually counts, he was wearing a ring of regeneration at the time an woke up while another player was looting his corpse *awkward*), once in a fight with a rakshasa who cut off his legs and left him and a delayed balst fireball in a warehouse full of smoke powder (it was a Red Steel game), and TWICE in this adventure.

First, he and the thief tried to sneak up to the village to see what was going on while the others stayed back. The ranger decided to pry open one of the windows on the inn... the largest of the buildings. Well, a few seconds later our thief was running back to the group with whatever bits of him were left for ressurection.

After bringing back the ranger the group went back for vengence. They each chose their targets and attacked. Each party member attacked one of the buildings, and after quite a fight, finished them off.

The ranger, however, went after the smallest of them, an outhouse. After putting up a good fight the poor ranger, weakened from his earlier encounter, lost the battle, and wasn't found until much later... long after he was dead.

To this day, a decade or more later, whenever we bump into the player at the FLGS or somewhere we remind him of the time he was killed by a s**thouse.
 

In our first 3rd ed campaign. Our DM ran through that first 3.0 Dungeon Adventure. My friend was playing a monk who had been beat up by some kobolds. He asked the local cleric of Heironeous for healing. The cleric was nice enough to cast inflict light wounds. Dead monk. The cleric was of course Kor Bloodaxe, evil hextorite in disguise. The monk was subsequently raised as a zombie and sent against us as Kor made his escape.

My buddy rolls up a half orc barb. We set back out on Kor's trail. We catch up to him and the barb charges. The barb misses and Kor crits. Barbarian goes down. Kor casts death knell. Dead Barbarian. The rest of the party gets away with scratches.

My buddy rolls up his 3rd character, a halfling rogue. It's the end of the scenario and this time we're going to take Kor down for good. Except it goes poorly, the party either out or in bad shape, except for the halfling. The halfling tumbles to try and sneak attack Kor. Fails. Dead halfling.

That was the worst I've seen personally. It's no tomb of horrors, but was with a strange mixture of pity and hilarity, that I watched my friend's growing deperation to land a strike on that....bloody.....Kor.
 


Master of the Game said:
Enter the most unfortunate character I've ever seen play the game. One of my players had a ranger who had died 4 times in the same campaign (thank goodness for ressurection).

Ha.

Zob was a fighter in 1E. At first level, he had 18 Con.

By the time I moved to a different city and left that group, Zob was 9th level... with 10 Con.

At one point, the characters were each presented with a 'fitting gift'. Zob's was a Ring of Regeneration. And boy, did it get some use!

There was the time John had to go in to work for a couple of hours mid-game. "Look after Zob for me," he told us.

When he got back, he asked how things had gone.

"Um... you died."
"Oh."
"Um... twice."

Then there was the time the devil saw Zob use his Boots of Levitation. "Why don't we go fight up there?" the devil Suggested. Zob and his 5 Wisdom said "Sure!"

Melee attacks while levitating suck, so we figured we needed to help out. The magic-user cast lightning bolt. The dwarf launched a lightning bolt of his own from his magic hammer. The ranger fired a +4 arrow. All of them missed the devil. All of them hit Zob.

The weirdest thing was - Zob's ring got drained by a magic gem at one point. And as soon as that happened, Zob stopped dying...

-Hyp.
 

In a Oriental Adventures campaign I played in a friend's Elven Wizard from the wilderness was killed in single combat with the head of the Crab Clan. Here's how it happened:

Our PCs were in service of the Empire defending the wall from the demon thingies (this was a while ago and I don't have the book). After meeting some very nasty demon guys a meeting with the Crab Clan to discuss this. During the debreifing the Wizard said audibly "God, the Crab Clan SUCKS!" The head of the clan challenges him to single combat. Quaren (the wizard) was 8th level but, the clan head was 15th level. There wasn't much left of him. Then Quaren woke up and discovered that it was all a dream.
 

2nd ed the orginal evilhalfling campaign.
the ranger who was just barely putting up with the highjinx of a pair of evil psionic halflings decides to see if he can tap into his mental powers - he finds a clearing and begins meditating.
he rolls double ought on the psionic capability. -5 con - 6 wis, -5 int. he is lying in a near catatonic state when the new PC I hoped to indroduce stumbles on him "kill me" he whispers and return my gear to my friends -

PS. the Newbie was honest enough to return the gear to the rest of the party, but ended up with a magical ring. The evil halflings never trusted him and when the player left they coldly murdered him. They used Matter agitation and then acted like they had no idea why their 'friend' was taking damage when he was hurting- the multiclassed cleric offered healing - Im sorry was that a cause wounds?
 

you know, the fact that the whole encounter went down that way was even more amusing on some levels - you see, the original poster of this thread was also playing the party's cleric (who's player wasn't there at the time)....

the half-orc ranger just happend to go before the cleric, and so... boom. crash. ouch, dead dwarf...

overall, it was a rather amusing gaming session, i must say...
 

Strangest death I've ever seen: Suicide... by fish.

Jack the 12th level Assassin was a hard man. He was doing an aquatic adventure in a merfolk realm. Actually, a merman realm... this was back in the days of 1E/2E, where we didn't have "-folk". Just "-men", baby. Mermen, lizardmen, mongrelmen. Men these days must be a kinder, gentler breed. Just ordinary folk.

Anyway, Jack had a nasty habit of sneaking up behind people and stabbing them. The first victim in this module was a merfolk guard. Very pleased with himself, Jack looted the body. He found only a few fish. One of these was quite large, though. About the size of a french loaf (long, thin bread). Chuckling to himself, he decided to take it. "There's good eating on that!"

Now, what Jack didn't know was that the fish was actually a special breed used by the merfolk as living weapons. They had air bladders in the center which, when squeezed, could propel a small, thin object out of the fish at very high velocities. Usually a poisoned bone dart. I'm pretty sure this came from an old Basic/Expert accessory (PC 3 - Sea People). Of course, Jack had no idea. He killed the guard before he could even draw his "living weapon".

The adventure came off the rails about an hour later. Jack and co had riled up the merfolk, who had them pinned down in a small plaza. Things were looking grim until Jack came up with a brilliant plan. He'd intimidate the merfolk by showing them he was a total bad-a$$... by biting the head off a fish. In the player's defense, he'd recently seen A Fish Called Wanda, and was influenced by one of the characters therein.

So, Jack... the slayer of princes and demons... pulls out his fish, sticks the head of it as far into his mouth as he can, and takes a big bite. Which compresses the air bladder. Which... well, you can guess the rest. I was in tears, clutching my sides. The player just sat there, for a full minute. Shaking slightly. He has since recovered, and Jack's death has now become one of his favorite stories. But it was quite the shock at the time.

"See? I told you I was hard-core..."
 

the Jester said:
Only with missiles. :)

This came up imc a while back- I ran it wrong, discovered the mistake, and fortunately hadn't slain any pcs. :p

Heh, me too. But I must admit it was much more dramatic when I got the rules wrong.

It wasn't a player death, per se, but feeding the gnome wizard's body to the roper in Forge of Fury was quite entertaining -- and appropriate for a gnome, to boot.

"TIMMAY!!!!!"
 

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