Cool Combats

[LostSoul]

I had an interesting fight this one time...

The PCs were resting in a demon-cult's temple (which was in the sewers of this big city). Some cultists were late in getting to the big event, so they showed up a few days later.

The PCs weren't ready for them; the wizard was reading some books, the paladin was gone topside somewhere (looking for women of the night, no doubt), and the gypsy was sleeping. The cultists included a kobold sorcerer and rogue/fighter.

A fight which started with a wall of fire that melted the very stone beneath it saw the wizard go invisible, a kobold-turned-fire giant throwing fireballs, the entire room covered with glitterdust, books burning, and the rogue/fighter swinging at the glitterdusted wizard. The gypsy was making Listen checks to see if he could wake up, but he needed to roll a natural 19 or 20. And continued to fail.

The wizard was running out of hit points, so took the only escape route offered him - a well that lead to gods-know-where. He jumped in and cast fly on the way down. A fireball that would have finished him off, even if he made his save, followed just after he moved to the side.

The rogue/fighter then found the gypsy sleeping peacefully in bed and cut him good. Not good enough, however, and the gypsy was up with two daggers in his hands and soon the rogue/fighter (and his mooks) were dead.

The wizard was able to find the sorcerer and they had a nice duel to themselves, magic missiles and acid arrows flying like crazy (as they were both hasted). In the end, I believe the sorcerer failed a Concentration check while casting the magic missile that would have finished the wizard off.

 

[Woas]

This was from the second Albany Game Day event.

I forget exactly all the characters. I was a half-orc monk. There was also a gnome paladin. And past that I can't remember the other PCs well. But it wasn't really PCs themselves that made the combat so memorable, it was just the picture I had of it in my head.
The party was given a task to transport 4 Dragon Eggs back to their mother who had originally disowned them as she was tricked by some demon and thus believe the children would be evil. The mother was convinced to take them back and that was our task.
Anyway, the final combat: A frantic battle as "The Father" of the eggs, a large and invisable demon-dragon, squashes some horses pulling the cart, a bunch of heroes attacking the air, the eggs beginning to hatch and take sides, and me, the half-orc monk running back and forth trying to carry the hatchlings into the mine-shaft which was to small for the father to follow us in. It was just a real cinematic combat that stuck in my head.