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Message: <blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 20248" data-attributes="member: 96">These are from a basic D&D game a few years back.Part 1: before I joinedThe party was exploring somewhere - it escapes my mind where - and came upon a room containing giant shrews.  The dwarf, Thorfinn Thorvaldsen the Irritable, throws his hand axe and rolls a 1.  Out the door, into the corridor.  Next round, he throws another hand axe. A 1. Out the window, into the courtyard.  Next round, he pulls the battleaxe.  Yes, a 1. Across the room and lodged in a ceiling beam.Giant shrews have a fear power in BD&D due to the ferocity of their attack.  When it actually connected with poor Thorfinn, he failed his save and went charging from the room, arms flailing madly, screaming: "Giant shrew! Giant shrew!"Part 2: How Not to Find TrapsI joined shortly thereafter, playing a thief.  Unfortunately, I didn't see the snare on the wilderness path that I was scouting down, and so I found myself dangling upside down by one ankle...and I heard the noises of approaching hobgoblins.  Quickly I climbed up the rope and onto the branch, pulling out my dagger.  The hobgoblins round the corner to check their trap and...nobody there.  That's when the other PCs show up, looking for me. They engage the hobgoblins, and in the midst of the battle, I tell the DM, "I'm leaping off of the branch and trying to swing into the leader." Everyone looked at me like I was crazy...until I rolled a natural 20.  Sure, I was dangling head-down from a rope for the rest of the fight, but it was one heck of an entrance.Part 3: How Not to Find Traps, Part IIWe were going through B2: Keep on the Borderlands, and headed into the kobold warrens.  As the thief, I snuck ahead to check things out.  Easily noting the pit, I crept around it and headed onwards, hiding in shadows.That's when the elf decided that he was as sneaky as any thief.  Unfortunately for him, he missed the pit.  As I stood there not 10 feet from a pair of kobold guardsmen, I hear a crashing thump and see that the elf has fallen into the pit, and a lid has fallen over it.  The rest of the party charges up to pull him out...and they don't see the horde of giant rats or the kobold guards.  They need to be warned...but if I shout out, the guards will spear me.  I need a plan.Bursting from the shadows, I begin screaming, "Giant rats! giant rats!" at the top of my lungs, charging past the kobold guards.  The little creatures fail a morale roll and run behind me in a panic, screaming "Giant rat! Giant rat!" and flailing their arms.  It alerted the party, at least...but I was effectively trapped by the kobolds running along behind me (and pushing me along).Finally, we all charged into a room and slammed and barred the door.  Chest heaving I looked around to see where we were.  Two panicked kobolds on either side of me...and across the room, the kobold chieftain. The biggest kobold I had ever seen.I spun and tried to get out the door, screaming "Giant kobold! Giant kobold!"  It didn't work.  I was taken prisoner and had to try to delay my execution with tales of great treasure that the kobold chieftain was almost but not quite dumb enough to believe.  (I can't remember what happened - it was the last session we wound up playing.)J</blockquote>

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