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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shiroiken" data-source="post: 8197247" data-attributes="member: 6775477">Back in the day, I got into an argument with a fellow DM about Raistlin from Dragonlance. He argued that a character with that low of Con couldn't survive, while I said a mage with enough intelligence and helpful allies like the companions could do very well. He decided his next campaign would be Dragonlance and we agreed that I'd build a magic-user (1E) with a 3 Str & Con, along with an 18 Int & Wis, just to see how long I survive. I was basically a mooch, adding very little to the group other than information and guidance, as all my spells were selected for survival. The other players didn't mind, not only because of my intelligence and wisdom (as a DM I had way more information and insight into the game, reflecting my character's abilities), but because they knew of my little "wager" with the DM.About the time I hit level 4 the DM decided I was proving my point too well, and tried to kill me off in order to prove his. During a particularly nasty adventure, we were fleeing an army of draconians when we came to a cliff. The draconians were right behind us, so we either had to jump or fight (we'd be attacked in the time it took to climb down). We knew we couldn't win, so we jumped, with everyone but me taking 5d6 damage; I cast Feather Fall to the dismay of the DM. We thought we were in the clear when suddenly another band of draconians somehow were already at the bottom of the cliff, and when we fled we somehow ran into another unescable cliff! The party was really banged up from the last fall and didn't think we could survive another one, so I ordered everyone but the barbarian into the rogue's portable hole. The barbarian would take the portable hole and jump, then release us as soon as he got down (before we ran out of air). I could see the consternation in the DM's face, and when the barbarian jumped, he declared that everyone in the portable hole took half damage "from being bounced around." This led to a host of arguments by the rest of the group, because not only was I finally dead, but so was the thief and the cleric was at deaths door. The DM stuck to his ruling in an attempt to "prove" his point about the non-viability of my character. The cleric was saved by the ranger shoving a potion of healing down his throat, but the thief and I were dead. While the DM maintained he was correct, everyone in the group knew that I was victorious.</blockquote>

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