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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Crucius" data-source="post: 6568436" data-attributes="member: 6791903">Hiya, guys, sorry about the delay!  Life has a tendency of happening too quickly.Anyway, let's get to the 9th most pathetic death![HR][/HR]9.) Fun with FungiIn most of our campaigns in which a PC dies, they usually die in a sad way.  There's mourning, a funeral procession, and more often than not an empty casket.  In this particular case, however, the death was straight up funny.  I was playing a halfling gunslinger, and we had gone spelunking in a cave system underneath a defunct prison, filled to the brim with traps, rodents, and the relics of unfortunate adventurers.  Shame about them, but at least we got their loot.  Well, the rest of our party did.  I never made it out.We had gone through about 4 caverns, fighting rats and spiders, evading most but tripping some traps, and we had come to a gigantic cavern filled head to toe with different kinds of fungi.  Vivid red, dark purple, noxious yellow, tall, short, wide, thin, all kinds of variants filled the whole room.  Being the savvy adventurers we are, we immediately knew not to touch them.  We proceeded in a quick but careful fashion to the end of the cavern where the exit stood, but misfortune struck along the way.  We were passing through a particularly dense patch, and had to make an acrobatics check to avoid upsetting some particularly nasty-looking purple fungus.  Everyone else made it but me, with a lovely natural 1 on the roll. I figure, aw man, I'm gonna take some damage, but at least I have full health.Not so.  The thing grabbed me, made a grapple check that destroyed my puny CMD, and whipped me straight into another patch of fungi.  Because of the high speeds and low weight of my character, I bounced off and landed in another patch.  Our paladin used his Ranseur to lift me by my backpack and pull me out on the other side.  I think, uh oh, better check myself for poisons, and the cleric casted 'Detect Poison' on me.I had 7 different poisons on me. I failed a few fort saves, and I took 16 con damage and died the next round before anyone could cast anything more.Ashes to ashes, halfling to dust.</blockquote>

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