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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 7122568" data-attributes="member: 6777052">There was a busy rolling of dice, checking of character sheets and a general air of relief that, at last, after days of just role-playing the game was actually going somewhere and we might actually be getting a combat encounter, possibly with something a bit Stealthy. Things were looking up.After fiddling about with Adjustments the best result was Solong, with a 29; the lowest was Throg, with minus 17 (because he dropped the dice anyway, and they fell off the table under his chair), and the others were in between. They looked expectantly at the DM. Some of them unobtrusively equipped spells and weapons. Would it be Githyanki? Please let it be Githyanki, preferably mounted on ancient undead dragons? This was exciting.The DC was 30.You are unable to change the rules to resolve the problem of excess gold in D&D, in a way that will please everyone.Solong sighed. "Some you win, some you lose," he said stoically and went back to Athens to invent democracy (unsuccessfully, as it turned out).Uncle Fu and the other flounces wandered off, muttering "told you so, this game is rubbish," and were never seen again.A crowd of NPC extras were paid off with 1000gp/level and allowed one unlikely item of their choice, to be written up on their log sheets.Hermione gave Throg a sympathetic hug. "Fancy a coffee?""Your plaice or mine?" he grinned.</blockquote>