So we pool our meager rescources and decide that we can't buy the slaves we have been sent to rescue (Effecive party level 1) the best course of action is to straight jack another slave trader's loot they brought with them for the auction. We figured we would just storm a more isolated tent set up in the field of freshly arrived slave traders.
Well we got our asses handed to us by a group of gnolls. They simply captured us and added us to the slave bounty.
Now the DM is sorta stoked about the interesting direction the game is taking. It's clear that he is enjoying having the characters endure these hardships.
He can't stop talking about it what a neat unexpected twist this is.
Our half giant however is not taking any of this in stride. The idea of gaming as a slave just doesn't meet with his expectations of D&D.
So this is how it happens...
After three days forced march we finally get to the last leg of our journey...
All the slaves are manacled and chained together in one long line 50 people deep and the trail is a narrow ledge with a long drop to the shoreline. The ship is just another mile ahead. The DM makes it clear that we are all at one hit point and not getting enough rest to heal over night. Our cleric is held separatley.
The half giant decides he no longer wants to live. The entire line of slaves along with all the other PC's are forced over the ledge following that huge anchor of a half giant. Behold... he domino effect of death.
TPK
Nobody came anywhere near making a sufficient strength check and after the fourth or fifth body went over the side, there was no need to even bother rolling it. like it or not we were all plunging to our deaths.
A moment of silence comes over the group. everyone stares at the half giant in total disbelief of what he had done.
The half giant explains that a life of slavery was not in the cards for him and that he would sooner die then remain a slave.
Other members of the group were pissed.
I couldn't stop laughing.
It was the most anticlimactic and ignoble death I had ever experienced playing this game.
The DM spent the rest of the session explaining the tortures that the alf giant endured at the hands of demons in hell for the rest of eternity.
I still laugh when i think about this... tell me what you think?
Well we got our asses handed to us by a group of gnolls. They simply captured us and added us to the slave bounty.
Now the DM is sorta stoked about the interesting direction the game is taking. It's clear that he is enjoying having the characters endure these hardships.
He can't stop talking about it what a neat unexpected twist this is.
Our half giant however is not taking any of this in stride. The idea of gaming as a slave just doesn't meet with his expectations of D&D.
So this is how it happens...
After three days forced march we finally get to the last leg of our journey...
All the slaves are manacled and chained together in one long line 50 people deep and the trail is a narrow ledge with a long drop to the shoreline. The ship is just another mile ahead. The DM makes it clear that we are all at one hit point and not getting enough rest to heal over night. Our cleric is held separatley.
The half giant decides he no longer wants to live. The entire line of slaves along with all the other PC's are forced over the ledge following that huge anchor of a half giant. Behold... he domino effect of death.
TPK
Nobody came anywhere near making a sufficient strength check and after the fourth or fifth body went over the side, there was no need to even bother rolling it. like it or not we were all plunging to our deaths.
A moment of silence comes over the group. everyone stares at the half giant in total disbelief of what he had done.
The half giant explains that a life of slavery was not in the cards for him and that he would sooner die then remain a slave.
Other members of the group were pissed.
I couldn't stop laughing.
It was the most anticlimactic and ignoble death I had ever experienced playing this game.
The DM spent the rest of the session explaining the tortures that the alf giant endured at the hands of demons in hell for the rest of eternity.
I still laugh when i think about this... tell me what you think?