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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 209666" data-attributes="member: 508">I remember back when I was in high school my brother brought his friend Dan into the campaign.  Dan was...not really all there sometimes.  My brother talked him into playing a cleric, and off the party went on their first adventure with Dan.Dan's PC pulled first watch duty that night, and while the rest of the party was fast asleep he spots a couple of smilodons approaching.  "They look hungry," I tell him.  (I think Dan's PC was an elf; he had infravision in any case, and yes, this was back in the 1E days.)  So, rather than wake up anyone else for assistance, rather than prepare a spell or ready a weapon, when I tell him the smilodons are staring right at him and starting to sprint his way, he reaches into his backpack and pulls out a handful of iron rations to feed to them.  He even holds the food out in front of him as if expecting them to halt at his feet and nibble daintily upon his proferred meal.Fortunately, the impact of the first leaping smilodon upon Dan's PC sent them both plowing into one of the tents, and the growls, snarls, and roars of the sabertooths as they messily devoured Dan's idiotic sentry woke the rest of the party up in time to dispatch the beasts without any other PC casualties.Johnathan</blockquote>