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Message: <blockquote data-quote="trowizilla" data-source="post: 2028765" data-attributes="member: 18181">This is cheesy, but here goes:I had a player whose cleric constantly, without fail, spent his time trying (badly) to shoot the local wildlife. Being nearly killed by shape-shifting fae didn't help. Being nearly killed by the other party members didn't help. So, I figured I'd drive the point home with a blunt instrument.So, the party is accompanying this caravan through the plains where semi-nomadic halflings live. After a short while, Cleric Boy decides to take aim at the local wildlife: some skinny rabbits on the side of the hill. He manages to hit one, but barely, and I rule that the animal takes a wound in the paw but manages to get down its hole before he can get off another shot. The caravan continues on.So, the party takes a detour to visit the rogue's family. The rogue's niece gets kidnapped by a crazy druid (the halflings are generally led by and honor druids, so there's a fair number of them wandering about in the plains). Adventures ensue. When the party returns victorious, the niece needs the powers of a druid to return her to normalcy. Up goes the flag signalling the need for a druid. After a day or so, a wizened, fragile-looking old man limps into town with a makeshift crutch. He heals the girl, then approaches the party and says..."I'm looking for the man who shot my paw." The players all just stared, and then nearly died. I'd been setting that the whole session...man, was I pleased with myself. The druid then turned the cleric into a rabbit for the next three days to teach him a lesson, and the dwarf fighter threatened to eat him for dinner.</blockquote>

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