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<blockquote data-quote="Heathen72" data-source="post: 5475072" data-attributes="member: 7029">In a campaign a friend of mine ran long ago, one of the starting characters was an evil sorceress's apprentice.&nbsp; She more a slave of the witch really. She only knew a couple of spells - taught to her so that she could do menial work around the tower, but she was smart in how she used them.We were still low level when we came up against one of the pompous villains of the piece. He was a couple of levels higher than us. He had flown in to a clearing where our characters were camped and alighted on a tall boulder in front of us and started to monologue. He was quite obnoxious, frankly. The Sorceress's apprentice cast grease on the boulder under his feet. He was not flying at this point, and he slipped and fell prone to the ground at the base of the menhir. 3 quick attacks from the rest of us, a couple of 20's and he was dead before he could get up. The GM just stood there with his mouth gaping. So sweet. We were lucky too, he probably would have wiped the floor with us had he the chance. But that's what you get for monologue-ing</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Heathen72, post: 5475072, member: 7029"] In a campaign a friend of mine ran long ago, one of the starting characters was an evil sorceress's apprentice. She more a slave of the witch really. She only knew a couple of spells - taught to her so that she could do menial work around the tower, but she was smart in how she used them. We were still low level when we came up against one of the pompous villains of the piece. He was a couple of levels higher than us. He had flown in to a clearing where our characters were camped and alighted on a tall boulder in front of us and started to monologue. He was quite obnoxious, frankly. The Sorceress's apprentice cast grease on the boulder under his feet. He was not flying at this point, and he slipped and fell prone to the ground at the base of the menhir. 3 quick attacks from the rest of us, a couple of 20's and he was dead before he could get up. The GM just stood there with his mouth gaping. So sweet. We were lucky too, he probably would have wiped the floor with us had he the chance. But that's what you get for monologue-ing [/QUOTE]

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