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<blockquote data-quote="Breakstone" data-source="post: 352820" data-attributes="member: 481">Bah, one problem is the thought that short battle equals anticlamatic. A save or die spell can be plenty clamatic, as seen here:DM: The black dragon roars, acidic spittle spraying out from a maw full of sword-sharp teeth. &quot;You have hunted me for nearly four years, adventureres,&quot; he bellows, echoed voice reaching you from all sides. &quot;Now that you've found me, what are you going to do?&quot;Cleric: I step forward, and say &quot;Message from God: Bite me!&quot; I then cast (insert save or die spell here).DM (rolling a 1): The dragon lets out a laugh, and bites down at you, horrid jaws rushing towards you like an avalanche of death. But your god is with you, and you feel his holy energies bursting forth from your body. A glow emenates from you, taking the form of your god. The dragon's head snaps back as if hit with a mallet. Surprised, he hisses &quot;What the abyss?&quot; but is shut up as the holy glow envelopes him.&nbsp;He takes a swing with his claw, but is held back by a spectral hand. He sprays acid, but only a drop escapes his mouth before his jaw is crushed with devine strength. His wings are torn and his midnight hide painted red with his own bubbling blood. You hold your holy symbol forth, and a beam of light shoots from it, penetrating the dragon in the gut. He folds over, skin and muscle evaporating from his bones. When he hits the ground, only his skeleton remains. The holy light slowly fades from the cavern. The black dragon is dead.Players: ...woah...And all that in one round.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Breakstone, post: 352820, member: 481"] Bah, one problem is the thought that short battle equals anticlamatic. A save or die spell can be plenty clamatic, as seen here: DM: The black dragon roars, acidic spittle spraying out from a maw full of sword-sharp teeth. "You have hunted me for nearly four years, adventureres," he bellows, echoed voice reaching you from all sides. "Now that you've found me, what are you going to do?" Cleric: I step forward, and say "Message from God: Bite me!" I then cast (insert save or die spell here). DM (rolling a 1): The dragon lets out a laugh, and bites down at you, horrid jaws rushing towards you like an avalanche of death. But your god is with you, and you feel his holy energies bursting forth from your body. A glow emenates from you, taking the form of your god. The dragon's head snaps back as if hit with a mallet. Surprised, he hisses "What the abyss?" but is shut up as the holy glow envelopes him. He takes a swing with his claw, but is held back by a spectral hand. He sprays acid, but only a drop escapes his mouth before his jaw is crushed with devine strength. His wings are torn and his midnight hide painted red with his own bubbling blood. You hold your holy symbol forth, and a beam of light shoots from it, penetrating the dragon in the gut. He folds over, skin and muscle evaporating from his bones. When he hits the ground, only his skeleton remains. The holy light slowly fades from the cavern. The black dragon is dead. Players: ...woah... And all that in one round. [/QUOTE]

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