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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bloodsparrow" data-source="post: 2600916" data-attributes="member: 12554">And the room contains... Tapestries or They look like bars of gold, but they're really Tapestries or ALL THE TAPESTRIES WILL BE MINE!In a current campaign, the party is sent off to make ready a recently abandoned keep for it's new lord.  Stories abound that the place is haunted or over run with brigands and/or goblinoids.   So it's the party's job to clear it out and clean it up.As part of their payment for services rendered, the party is told that they may keep whatever spoils they take in their endeavor to make the place livable... At this the Bard raises an eyebrow and the rogue looks down right gleeful which prompts the Lord's representative to tack on "... Within reason".  And mentions that the party should not feel free to help themselves to things like tapestries...So finding tapestries became something of a running joke.The DM would be describing a ransacked room and bring up now ruined and musty tapestries that had been torn from the wall laying in heaps, and the rogue would go "Tapestries?!?!  Oh boy!  I'm all over those!."...  And the rest of us would say, "Now now Esteban.  You remember what the man said about taking tapestries..."  And then the player would say either that he would become sullen and sulk in the back of the party muttering about how we "never get to keep any of the good crap", or tell the DM that he wants to try and smuggle one or more out in his pants while we weren't looking.Oh no!  Not Food Horse #2!!!  Noooooooo!  Food Horse n u m b e r t w o o o o o!"We had this campaign, that was getting up there in levels.  And we needed to travel very far from home, through some mountains.  And we weren't normally very concerned with traveling arrangements at this point.  Because with the combination of classes we had, at the level we were at, it was pretty much assumed that we would be able to feed ourselves and keep warm'ish.I mean, we weren't at Pirate Cat uber levels with ultra swanky extra plainer places to stay, but we generally had our act together.But this was different;  We had to come up with itemized list of everything we needed and were taking with us.  "You need horses," the DM said, "to carry equipment and food, and more horses to carry food for the horses..."  And we were like, "no we don't because the Druid and the Priest can conjure food, even for the horses if we even bother with horses; which we may not because this party had ridiculously bad luck in regards to horses".  But somehow it got negotiated around and we decided that we did need those things because the trip was particularly long and difficult.So one of the players made an inventory:Riding Horse #1 - rider, saddle bags, items in saddle bags.Food Horse #1 - inventory of equipment carriedRiding Horse #2 - rider, saddle bags, items in saddle bags.... and so on.and so onSo halfway through the trip we get attacked by a Giant Griffin which goes immediately for the food horses.  (If you ask me, the Griffin is the reason we had to make these detailed plans, but it was a fun encounter. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" />  )So we drive it off and one of the mages asks what the damage was.  The response was, "Well, we've lost your horse and Food Horses #4 and 2."To which the mage replied, "...  NOT FOOD HORSE #2! She was my favorite!!!"</blockquote>

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