As we all might be familiar with, anything may happen in a game. It might be, personally, my favorite part about this game (been playing for a year) :D
I was once in a short game where we had to cross a river with a so and so strong stream, but one of the players kept rolling bad and almost drowned, while the rest of us also kept rolling bad when we tried to make effort to save that guy. it was a hilarous game, to make it short.
I've also listened to a couple dnd podcasts (mostly TAZ) and come to wonder, what kind of shenanigans have people been up to in their own games? Homebrew or not, doesn't matter much. Is there a fun moment you'd like to share, I'm all ears haha
Here's to my first forum post on dndbeyond :)
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In Dan's most recent post, I posted comments on a set of 3 things that happened to a party who broadcasts on YouTube. I don't want to cross-post, but they're some really good moments.
Another from the same group:
[Dragonborn (WIS -1) on his own, split from the party, digging for information on a missing gem and a possible frame-up] Extremely drunk high-society partygoer: Are you fond of riddles? Dragonborn: Yes. Let's say yes. [[Player looks at his character sheet. Shakes his head, no.]] Yes. I'll give it a go. Partygoer: L-let us just say... this is droll, this is just good, hold on. Let us just say his...his lordship, Mizzer Hhhawthorne, is a very... deft... Chess player, 'cause he knows the secret to Chess, you see, where i-it's th-the best thing to do is to keep, um, a-a piece h-hidden. If your opponent doesn't even know where the queen... is before it strikes, then he shall never know where the queen is, even if it is right under his opponent's nose. Dragonborn: (innocently) What's Chess?
It doesn't end there:
Partygoer: I'm glad you assed [sic], my boy. Shall I ekthplain it to you? Dragonborn: Yes, please. I mean, could you be maybe more explicit? Partygoer: Oh! Sure. It's-it's a simple game about mooving thiings aroound... Dragonborn: Riiight. Partygoer: ...and seeing the weaknesses in your opponent's lines, and sometimes... even though they're looking very closely at youuu right in the face, you'll find that you've missssed something hiddennned thhere. Dragonborn: What I'm getting is: There's something inside your face.
It doesn't end there. Later, after the rest of the party are surrounded by defeated guards:
[Dragonborn rejoins the party by bursting into the room, sending some gathering partygoers hurling like a bowled strike.] Dragonborn: I know where the gem is! Party: Where?! Dragonborn: (proudly) It's inside his face! Party: Thanks. Thanks a lot. That's helpful. Dragonborn: I don't mean like his physical face, but some representation of his face. Party: (sudden realization) The portrait in his office!!
Sure enough, that's where the missing gem was - in a safe behind a large portrait of Hawthorne.
Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider. My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong. I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲 “It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
We have one player who is notorious for his wit and cleverness in our group, which can lead to some good times.
On one occasion, trying to utilize our collective godbound powers to increase the speed to get to another town, he used the word of knowledge to do a global check to see if glider technology existed. Our DM rolled a 19 and said with a certain level of disbelief that, yes, apparently there is some complete and utter lunatic who has managed to design something along those lines, and had he rolled anything less, that it would have been a firm no.
Another time he used the word of artifice to try and craft a set of binoculars in the middle of a field. DM: So, what are you making the binoculars out of? Player X: Twigs for the structure, lashed together with grass. DM: And how about the lenses? Player X: *long pause, looks hopefully* Hopes and dreams?
When I was much younger, however, my brother managed to be village intellect and village idiot in about 20 minutes. He was a rogue with boots of speed, and we were exploring an old iron mine. He cunningly lay a trail of iron bars to a room guarded by an iron golem, and got the rust monsters to deal with it without so much as lifting a finger, and then we came to a corridor that was obviously a trap. He decided that he would sprint down the corridor, and then back, because his boots of speed would be faster than any trap. He sprinted down the corridor, turned around, and ran straight into the gelatinous cube that had lunged at him on the first pass, leaving a Looney Toons-esque imprint in the side of it. We got him out before he died, at least.
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"I am a machine, built to make more machines, so that those machines would go and fight your wars for you against the ultimate evil. I was not made by some heavenly deity ruling on high, but by a man's hands, with man's tools, and a man's will.I know that man's name, and I know that man's fate. I do not worship him, for he sought no worship from his creation, only that I follow his will.And thus you and I fulfil our respective duties to those who made us." -Constructor Tertius (Warforged)
So my party did a favor for a king and he gave me his super nice robe. (The king was human, I was a deep gnome) I also wanted his crown but he wouldn’t give it up. So I used minor illusion on one of the other party members to make him look like wench and offered said wench to the king with instructions to steal the crown for me. So the king takes them to his chambers and is about to do the dirty when the player says oh heck no and tries to fight back. Well the king was a considerable amount higher leveled than we were, so he died. Then the rest of the party died when the king came back out and exacted his wrath. I was the sole survivor. All the dude had to do was do the dirty with the king and steal me the crown. :(
Have a game of a year and a half and when we switched DMs, we had a few people switch characters as well, it was quite a shake up. One new character was a gunslinger and first thing he does when meeting the new barbarian is ask about the animal on his shoulder (My familiar). The Barbarian hadn't noticed the fey til then and said he didn't know. So the gunslinger shot and killed my familiar.
This pissed my Bard off, so while the gunslinger and barbarian finished their talk and started walking back to meet the rest of the party, I set up a trap for the gunslinger with the help of the druid and other bard. Vicious mockery the moment the Gunslinger was in range, druid made the area difficult terrain, next round, the Gunslinger asked if he could just target my instrument. The DM said yes, but at Disadvantage since the violin had partial cover.
The whole table starts chanting Nat 1, Nat 1, Nat 1. What's the Gunslinger Roll? Two nat 20s.
Wrecked my violin, killed my fey, my bard was ready to kill this guy, but they talked it out, the gunslinger paid for a new violin and they are kinda buddies now? Idk, it's an on and off again friendship, but that was the best introduction to a new character that table has ever had and I think one of the funniest moments since then.
Fight in the water next to a boat. 1 character gets knocked out in the water...another character throws a rope to the Druid and dives in (in theory to fish out the knocked out player)...the Druid’s strongest shape—a cow..boom...there’s a cow on the deck who puts a hoof on the rope ...and proceeds to make a cow pie on the deck.
Ok that was funnier when we played it out.now it feels like an out take from a Kevin Smith movie...
Neverwinter Nights, shortly after it came out. Two friends and I are playing a 3-man coop module. I believe it was the low-level "Keep on the Borderlands" adaptation by ShadeRaven. We were like level 2-ish. We had not been playing long. I was a Pally, one guy was a Sorc, the 3rd was a Monk. The Monk, being closer to it than anyone else, had agreed to take some rogue-type skills such as Detect Traps just so we had something.
Now ShadeRaven's Keep was a pretty old school adaptation, so there were lots of "save or die" type of chances here and there. We were (kind of) ready for that but still really new to NWN. However, we are old school D&Ders so we should know what the score is, right? And we did, in theory. Except this one time, when we were walking through an area we really weren't supposed to be in (we had broken in somewhere that was technically the good guys, but we were exploring to see what was there). And the Sorc and I said in text chat, "You should check for traps" to the Monk. He responded, "Nah, there probably aren't any traps in here." Then he walked forward a couple of steps, crossed over a grate in the ground, and this burst of flame came out. I guess the engine determined that he failed his save-or-die check, or maybe he just took that many hp of damage, but the animation showed his character engulfed in flames, turned to ash, and then the ash crumbled to the ground in a pile.
The other guy and I about died laughing at that... I still get the giggles when I see it in my mind's eye. Not so much the death but that he was like, "Nah, this is NP" and then literally 2 seconds later "Fwoosh!", ashes.
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WOTC lies. We know that WOTC lies. WOTC knows that we know that WOTC lies. We know that WOTC knows that we know that WOTC lies. And still they lie.
Because of the above (a paraphrase from Orwell) I no longer post to the forums -- PM me if you need help or anything.
l was the dm,so long story short,a bard was up against a large dragon (solo),and the dragon was like "serously, a puny bard wants to fight me? hahaha" and flicked the bard like a booger. for fun l asked the player to roll a d20 to see his survival chance (the dc was 20) and the Fer rolled a nat 20,so l had it so he went flying miles to the tavern where the rest of the party was (dont ask) and crash into the building and make a huge crator,but get up without a scratch. (like that one part of onepiece where the strawhats were sent away by kuma before the timeskip)
I am a DM and I made the setting as a swamp, and we were fighting a crocodile, then half way though a battle, one of the players chose to run to a nearby village, steal a chicken and shove it down the crocidle arse thus killing it.
My party was fighting a demon and it was almost dead. It ran at the wizard and he was at a few hit points. Rangers turn. Uses rain of thrones and doesn’t read his spell. Kills the demon but doesn’t realize that it is area of affect so the ranger almost kills the wizard on accident. Then the wizard try’s to kill the ranger and the rangers owl grabs the wizard and tosses him into a tree. Both players don’t trust each other anymore.
As we all might be familiar with, anything may happen in a game. It might be, personally, my favorite part about this game (been playing for a year) :D
I was once in a short game where we had to cross a river with a so and so strong stream, but one of the players kept rolling bad and almost drowned, while the rest of us also kept rolling bad when we tried to make effort to save that guy. it was a hilarous game, to make it short.
I've also listened to a couple dnd podcasts (mostly TAZ) and come to wonder, what kind of shenanigans have people been up to in their own games? Homebrew or not, doesn't matter much. Is there a fun moment you'd like to share, I'm all ears haha
Here's to my first forum post on dndbeyond :)
I make art in my free time, sometimes commissions. Check out my IG if you're interested ^^ Critterplatter
In Dan's most recent post, I posted comments on a set of 3 things that happened to a party who broadcasts on YouTube. I don't want to cross-post, but they're some really good moments.
Another from the same group:
[Dragonborn (WIS -1) on his own, split from the party, digging for information on a missing gem and a possible frame-up]
Extremely drunk high-society partygoer: Are you fond of riddles?
Dragonborn: Yes. Let's say yes. [[Player looks at his character sheet. Shakes his head, no.]] Yes. I'll give it a go.
Partygoer: L-let us just say... this is droll, this is just good, hold on. Let us just say his...his lordship, Mizzer Hhhawthorne, is a very... deft... Chess player, 'cause he knows the secret to Chess, you see, where i-it's th-the best thing to do is to keep, um, a-a piece h-hidden. If your opponent doesn't even know where the queen... is before it strikes, then he shall never know where the queen is, even if it is right under his opponent's nose.
Dragonborn: (innocently) What's Chess?
It doesn't end there:
Partygoer: I'm glad you assed [sic], my boy. Shall I ekthplain it to you?
Dragonborn: Yes, please. I mean, could you be maybe more explicit?
Partygoer: Oh! Sure. It's-it's a simple game about mooving thiings aroound...
Dragonborn: Riiight.
Partygoer: ...and seeing the weaknesses in your opponent's lines, and sometimes... even though they're looking very closely at youuu right in the face, you'll find that you've missssed something hiddennned thhere.
Dragonborn: What I'm getting is: There's something inside your face.
It doesn't end there. Later, after the rest of the party are surrounded by defeated guards:
[Dragonborn rejoins the party by bursting into the room, sending some gathering partygoers hurling like a bowled strike.]
Dragonborn: I know where the gem is!
Party: Where?!
Dragonborn: (proudly) It's inside his face!
Party: Thanks. Thanks a lot. That's helpful.
Dragonborn: I don't mean like his physical face, but some representation of his face.
Party: (sudden realization) The portrait in his office!!
Sure enough, that's where the missing gem was - in a safe behind a large portrait of Hawthorne.
Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider.
My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong.
I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲
“It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
We have one player who is notorious for his wit and cleverness in our group, which can lead to some good times.
On one occasion, trying to utilize our collective godbound powers to increase the speed to get to another town, he used the word of knowledge to do a global check to see if glider technology existed. Our DM rolled a 19 and said with a certain level of disbelief that, yes, apparently there is some complete and utter lunatic who has managed to design something along those lines, and had he rolled anything less, that it would have been a firm no.
Another time he used the word of artifice to try and craft a set of binoculars in the middle of a field.
DM: So, what are you making the binoculars out of?
Player X: Twigs for the structure, lashed together with grass.
DM: And how about the lenses?
Player X: *long pause, looks hopefully* Hopes and dreams?
When I was much younger, however, my brother managed to be village intellect and village idiot in about 20 minutes. He was a rogue with boots of speed, and we were exploring an old iron mine. He cunningly lay a trail of iron bars to a room guarded by an iron golem, and got the rust monsters to deal with it without so much as lifting a finger, and then we came to a corridor that was obviously a trap. He decided that he would sprint down the corridor, and then back, because his boots of speed would be faster than any trap. He sprinted down the corridor, turned around, and ran straight into the gelatinous cube that had lunged at him on the first pass, leaving a Looney Toons-esque imprint in the side of it. We got him out before he died, at least.
"I am a machine, built to make more machines, so that those machines would go and fight your wars for you against the ultimate evil. I was not made by some heavenly deity ruling on high, but by a man's hands, with man's tools, and a man's will.I know that man's name, and I know that man's fate. I do not worship him, for he sought no worship from his creation, only that I follow his will.And thus you and I fulfil our respective duties to those who made us."
-Constructor Tertius (Warforged)
So my party did a favor for a king and he gave me his super nice robe. (The king was human, I was a deep gnome) I also wanted his crown but he wouldn’t give it up. So I used minor illusion on one of the other party members to make him look like wench and offered said wench to the king with instructions to steal the crown for me. So the king takes them to his chambers and is about to do the dirty when the player says oh heck no and tries to fight back. Well the king was a considerable amount higher leveled than we were, so he died. Then the rest of the party died when the king came back out and exacted his wrath. I was the sole survivor. All the dude had to do was do the dirty with the king and steal me the crown. :(
Have a game of a year and a half and when we switched DMs, we had a few people switch characters as well, it was quite a shake up. One new character was a gunslinger and first thing he does when meeting the new barbarian is ask about the animal on his shoulder (My familiar). The Barbarian hadn't noticed the fey til then and said he didn't know. So the gunslinger shot and killed my familiar.
This pissed my Bard off, so while the gunslinger and barbarian finished their talk and started walking back to meet the rest of the party, I set up a trap for the gunslinger with the help of the druid and other bard. Vicious mockery the moment the Gunslinger was in range, druid made the area difficult terrain, next round, the Gunslinger asked if he could just target my instrument. The DM said yes, but at Disadvantage since the violin had partial cover.
The whole table starts chanting Nat 1, Nat 1, Nat 1. What's the Gunslinger Roll? Two nat 20s.
Wrecked my violin, killed my fey, my bard was ready to kill this guy, but they talked it out, the gunslinger paid for a new violin and they are kinda buddies now? Idk, it's an on and off again friendship, but that was the best introduction to a new character that table has ever had and I think one of the funniest moments since then.
DM: "... he kind of looks like a cross between a drow and an orc."
Me: "So he's a dork?"
Fight in the water next to a boat. 1 character gets knocked out in the water...another character throws a rope to the Druid and dives in (in theory to fish out the knocked out player)...the Druid’s strongest shape—a cow..boom...there’s a cow on the deck who puts a hoof on the rope ...and proceeds to make a cow pie on the deck.
Ok that was funnier when we played it out.now it feels like an out take from a Kevin Smith movie...
Neverwinter Nights, shortly after it came out. Two friends and I are playing a 3-man coop module. I believe it was the low-level "Keep on the Borderlands" adaptation by ShadeRaven. We were like level 2-ish. We had not been playing long. I was a Pally, one guy was a Sorc, the 3rd was a Monk. The Monk, being closer to it than anyone else, had agreed to take some rogue-type skills such as Detect Traps just so we had something.
Now ShadeRaven's Keep was a pretty old school adaptation, so there were lots of "save or die" type of chances here and there. We were (kind of) ready for that but still really new to NWN. However, we are old school D&Ders so we should know what the score is, right? And we did, in theory. Except this one time, when we were walking through an area we really weren't supposed to be in (we had broken in somewhere that was technically the good guys, but we were exploring to see what was there). And the Sorc and I said in text chat, "You should check for traps" to the Monk. He responded, "Nah, there probably aren't any traps in here." Then he walked forward a couple of steps, crossed over a grate in the ground, and this burst of flame came out. I guess the engine determined that he failed his save-or-die check, or maybe he just took that many hp of damage, but the animation showed his character engulfed in flames, turned to ash, and then the ash crumbled to the ground in a pile.
The other guy and I about died laughing at that... I still get the giggles when I see it in my mind's eye. Not so much the death but that he was like, "Nah, this is NP" and then literally 2 seconds later "Fwoosh!", ashes.
WOTC lies. We know that WOTC lies. WOTC knows that we know that WOTC lies. We know that WOTC knows that we know that WOTC lies. And still they lie.
Because of the above (a paraphrase from Orwell) I no longer post to the forums -- PM me if you need help or anything.
l was the dm,so long story short,a bard was up against a large dragon (solo),and the dragon was like "serously, a puny bard wants to fight me? hahaha" and flicked the bard like a booger. for fun l asked the player to roll a d20 to see his survival chance (the dc was 20) and the Fer rolled a nat 20,so l had it so he went flying miles to the tavern where the rest of the party was (dont ask) and crash into the building and make a huge crator,but get up without a scratch. (like that one part of onepiece where the strawhats were sent away by kuma before the timeskip)
I am a DM and I made the setting as a swamp, and we were fighting a crocodile, then half way though a battle, one of the players chose to run to a nearby village, steal a chicken and shove it down the crocidle arse thus killing it.
My party was fighting a demon and it was almost dead. It ran at the wizard and he was at a few hit points. Rangers turn. Uses rain of thrones and doesn’t read his spell. Kills the demon but doesn’t realize that it is area of affect so the ranger almost kills the wizard on accident. Then the wizard try’s to kill the ranger and the rangers owl grabs the wizard and tosses him into a tree. Both players don’t trust each other anymore.
lol what?
It was absolute chaos. Basically the players turned against each other in a large battle. Also sorry the wizard tried to kill the ranger.