I made my wife tear up her character sheet. Ph33r me.


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yes and I most certainly don't look like Trogdor or Frank from Donnie Darko (that would be the demonic rabbit)
So, what exactly happened?
 



They did something that they KNEW would attract the attention of an undead demigod lich-thing, so then they RAN to the dude's tomb in an effort to find his phylactery before he reappeared (he currently being on the far side of the world).

Then spent half an hour poking around the tomb, trying to find the phylactery, and just as they thought they'd found it, kaboom! there he was.

So he started vorpalling heads.

With, of course the intention of preserving them. So the party played pretty much the entire session as disembodied heads on a shelf -- an idea stolen from an old Ravenloft adventure.

Which was almost more fun than I could stand.
 

barsoomcore said:
With, of course the intention of preserving them. So the party played pretty much the entire session as disembodied heads on a shelf -- an idea stolen from an old Ravenloft adventure.
Sounds pretty Futurama to me ;)

So it was your players' own fault? Why did you turn it into a dream afterwards? Or was this planned all along?



ArthurQ said:
wife? i thought you were a girl o.0
Don't ever assume that someone is a girl if surfing the 'net.
Wishful thinking, eh? ;)

Flyspeck23 (of whom ArthurQ once thought he'd be a girl too)
 

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