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<blockquote data-quote="pawned79" data-source="post: 863729" data-attributes="member: 9284">Yes. I had an emotional experience just the other day. Going into all the details would be too lengthy and no one would read it to the end, so here is the short of it...My character Balak, a young wise but naive boy, with the help of his sister and village friend (the other PCs) and numerous NPCs including our leader, Balak's master, the old man Feyd, have trekked across our desert land in hopes of finding wondrous weapons on the cursed black mesa, which we can use to rescue our people from enslavement. We are in the throws of combat at the base of the tower that is believed to shelter these great arms against an unknown demon-like creature that guards the tower. After a dozen rounds worth of combat, Balak catches an image out of his eye of a shadowy figure rising from nothingness behind his beloved master Feyd. An assassin that we have longed feared has struck. Within a few seconds, the assassin is overwhelmed by the men and is killed at the moment that the demon is finally slain. Master Feyd died shortly there after. I, player Patrick Damiani, nearly broke down into tears. I honestly had to hold them back. I took that emotion and gave it to Balak who fell into an uncharacteristic daze for many hours until Feyd's pyre was prepared and his spirit was sent to god. Balak, having only two levels in cleric and could not stop the deadly poison from the assassin’s blade, made a secret vow that day that he would concentrate his strength into the healing arts to ensure that no one he loves will ever be taken from him. So, that's my story.Patrick</blockquote>

[QUOTE="pawned79, post: 863729, member: 9284"] Yes. I had an emotional experience just the other day. Going into all the details would be too lengthy and no one would read it to the end, so here is the short of it... My character Balak, a young wise but naive boy, with the help of his sister and village friend (the other PCs) and numerous NPCs including our leader, Balak's master, the old man Feyd, have trekked across our desert land in hopes of finding wondrous weapons on the cursed black mesa, which we can use to rescue our people from enslavement. We are in the throws of combat at the base of the tower that is believed to shelter these great arms against an unknown demon-like creature that guards the tower. After a dozen rounds worth of combat, Balak catches an image out of his eye of a shadowy figure rising from nothingness behind his beloved master Feyd. An assassin that we have longed feared has struck. Within a few seconds, the assassin is overwhelmed by the men and is killed at the moment that the demon is finally slain. Master Feyd died shortly there after. I, player Patrick Damiani, nearly broke down into tears. I honestly had to hold them back. I took that emotion and gave it to Balak who fell into an uncharacteristic daze for many hours until Feyd's pyre was prepared and his spirit was sent to god. Balak, having only two levels in cleric and could not stop the deadly poison from the assassin’s blade, made a secret vow that day that he would concentrate his strength into the healing arts to ensure that no one he loves will ever be taken from him. So, that's my story. Patrick [/QUOTE]

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