Mark CMG
Creative Mountain Games
ForceUser said:So there they were, swarmed by stirges sucking the lifeblood out of them. The party scout, in a foolish bid to lighten the cavern so he could see the number and disposition of creatures they faced, fired an arrow with the light spell cast upon it into the thick of the nesting stirges. When the horde descended, the characters cursed him and the players laughed.
In the middle of the fight, with half the party at half-Constitution and attached to multiple stirges each, the rogue's player turns to me, points, laughs, and says "Man, you're a rat bastard DM!"
I don't think I've ever had a more rewarding moment in D&D. It's nice to be recognized and appreciated for your efforts.
And, now, comes the lulling into a renewed, false sense of security...