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<blockquote data-quote="Kelek72" data-source="post: 3342899" data-attributes="member: 13605">I once played at a convention in a ravenloft game. The DM had the players pick the players from the AD&amp;D Rogue's Gallery. We all had high level (around 12-13) characters and were traveling through the realm with the Lich Lord. It was some module he was running but we were sure that what came next was not written by the good people of TSR.First, we all were captured by a headless horseman and knocked out. Then when we came too, our heads were separated from our bodies and the base of each characters neck was sitting in a bowl of magic jelly to keep us alive. Our bodies were slumped against the wall on the other side of the room.Then an imp creature came in to heckle us and when my brother played along and razzed the creature back, it pee-peed on his head.We somehow got reattached to our bodies and started a Lich hunt throughout the castle. As soon we found the Lich AND his phylactery(sp?) characters started dying. The DM was casually flipping through the Player's Handbook picking spells to kill us with. I had a dwarven fighter and was the last one standing. I had already tried hacking him and wasn't able to affect him. So when my time to act came up again and all my friends were dead, I decided to rip off the Lich's head. I mean, my strength was awesome (for 2nd editon at least) and he was, as described by the DM, a skeleton.Well, the DM got pissed because over the next few rounds, I wrestled the Lich to the ground and made every save I had too (Yes the thing was casting with me twisting its head off!) to stay alive. Finally, the DM slammed his Player's Handbook shut and motioned to the table triumphantly, &quot;Forcecage! No save. Permanent too. You slowly starve to death within sight of the phylactery.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Kelek72, post: 3342899, member: 13605"] I once played at a convention in a ravenloft game. The DM had the players pick the players from the [I]AD&D Rogue's Gallery[/I]. We all had high level (around 12-13) characters and were traveling through the realm with the Lich Lord. It was some module he was running but we were sure that what came next was not written by the good people of TSR. First, we all were captured by a headless horseman and knocked out. Then when we came too, our heads were separated from our bodies and the base of each characters neck was sitting in a bowl of [I]magic jelly [/I] to keep us alive. Our bodies were slumped against the wall on the other side of the room. Then an imp creature came in to heckle us and when my brother played along and razzed the creature back, it [B]pee-peed [/B] on his head. We somehow got reattached to our bodies and started a Lich hunt throughout the castle. As soon we found the Lich AND his phylactery(sp?) characters started dying. The DM was casually flipping through the Player's Handbook picking spells to kill us with. I had a dwarven fighter and was the last one standing. I had already tried hacking him and wasn't able to affect him. So when my time to act came up again and all my friends were dead, I decided to rip off the Lich's head. I mean, my strength was awesome (for 2nd editon at least) and he was, as described by the DM, a skeleton. Well, the DM got pissed because over the next few rounds, I wrestled the Lich to the ground and made every save I had too (Yes the thing was casting with me twisting its head off!) to stay alive. Finally, the DM slammed his Player's Handbook shut and motioned to the table triumphantly, "Forcecage! No save. Permanent too. You slowly starve to death within sight of the phylactery." [/QUOTE]

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