It was my first adventure. It was me, two guys, and the DM. The adventure was a level 1, one-off. One guy was a brash fighter who was more for action than talking called Mal. The other guy was a fighter who was the opposite, who prefered to be called sir. Then I was Pico de Lolobardo, the only one who had spells and could heal others. We were all sent letters to go to this city and go to this tavern. First was Sir who came in and told the barkeep what he needed to say and when the barkeep told him to stay for a little he did that and met the employer in the basement. Then I came in and did the same and met sir. Apparently Mal was already there partying because Bob the Hobgoblin was killed, and didn't see a five foot tall, green, parrot bard (in full costume) get whisked away by the barkeeper, but later managed to tell the barkeep what he needed to. Then the barkeep told Mal to stay, and then Mal "attempted" to sneak down the stairs, and by sneak I mean he stumbled down the stairs from the ale at the party. Then threatened the barkeep, because he just wanted to know what was going on. Let's say Mal was not allowed back in as long barkeep was concerned. Then our employer told use what we were after the orb of faery fire, a powerful orb that could power many rituals, and was stolen last week. Also our employer was not the original owner, so that's shady. Then she payed us each 100 gold each. We decided to go to the auction house. We were getting suspicious of some people following us, so we ducked into an ally. I decided I'll fly and see if they are still following us. People were enamored by me flying and tossed money at me and got 25 silver out of it. Meanwhile while I was distracting everyone, Sir and Mal go to the auction house and see a gnome in tailored clothes, that seemed a little big on him. Sir talked to the gnome and they learned of an illegal auction house at the Rat Tail Inn. I landed just outside of the auction house and the head guard, Rob the Bold, come up to me and says, "You must be new here." I said a timid yes. He asked, "Did you read our laws?" I said a no, while thinking oh crap... Rob said, "No flying allowed! Want to know why? It's because someone destroyed a temple. I'll give you a warning, but next time..." I was feeling bad and gave him 20 silver. He said, "You better have some more if I catch you again." Just then the other two came out and caught me up to speed. We headed to the poorer side of town and arrived at the inn. Mal got us all a round, and tried to squeeze some info out of him and didn't get anything useful. Later Pico was tripping on something from the ale, but Sir saw some guys following us and brandished his rapier and said, "Is there a problem?" One of them said, "You (Mal) took of with the mug." Mal got a nat 20 on the tossing the mug back, a huge waste if you ask me. We all found that suspicious, but went back back to the first tavern snuck Mal in and I played for me and Mal's room (Pico is claustrophobic and wanted a room with a balcony and slept on the balcony). At my performance Sir decided to be by "bodyguard" and noticed two farmilure shady faces. Sir decided to all sleep in my room and take watches. I went first nothing happened, then Sir's turn. The place got set on fire. We get out okay and consol the barkeep, and gave him some gold. We asked if we could still meet our employer down in the basement, and we could. We decided to go to another inn (not the Rat Tail Inn), and we almost get shot by a bow. Thankfully Sir heard it being notched and told us to duck. We decided to go into the house the arrow was shot from. I was to fly around back (no guards were present) and the two fighters would break down the door. I failed the stealth check and got carried up very high and Rob saw me. The other two demolished the door and saw two bandits and started a combat encounter. I payed off Rob and got in after the other two got a few hits in. When my turn I crit on throwing my dagger at a bandit and kill him. Mal basically chops off a leg of the other bandit and we learn where his bandit camp is and finish resting in that house. In the morning we go went over to the camp. First Rob stopped us and asked them to kill me if they saw me. After that Mal got a rapier of frost resistance, which is good. Then we got the camp and being able to fly I scouted the camp and there was a tower. We went to the tower I went on the roof with holes and saw there was a trapdoor on the bottom floor. I decided I could pick the lock with my talons. The dm was feeling a little confident I couldn't do it, and then I rolled a 20. We went down and saw that our gnome friend had two orc friends. Mal and Sir whent for the orcs and I went for the gnome. He stabbed me with a point on the crossbow and hit me, leaving me with 1 hp. Sir had only three. I used my second slot to heal myself and me and sir tried to take a short rest. Mal heard someone at the trapdoor and tried to mimic an orc, but failed. After Mal was getting low on health Sir and I decided to help him out. It was long and grueling with low rolls all a round. Eventually Mal had 0 hp, and then I rolled a one. I had to hit Sir, even with a one on the damage dice he would have died thanks to my +2 dex modifier, and rolled a one. With my allies out cold I decided to lie to this murderous bandit. I said, "Hey I'm not going to harm you." He asked why he should believe me, and I said, "My hand slipped when throwing the dagger." (I did aim for him, just missed, so it worked out anyway) He believed me and locked us up. Also the dm just got his plans messed up. Then we all take a short rest, find the orb, and find out our employer was just going to leave us to the guards. After she left Mal and Sir tried to pry the bars on the door, and failed. I tried shooting the button with the crossbow I took from the gnome and rolled a 4. The DM said I hit it. We returned to orb to the owner, got magical items, and it ended happily ever after.
Okay, before I start, let me introduce you to the "heroes" of this tale.
Bram Blade the 2nd: A dhampir rogue.
Dan the Wizard: A human wizard.
Rauru: An Aasimaar Cleric
Thork: An orc companion.
And Harry Osborn: A goblin alchemist.
We were visiting a port town after fighting some pirates, and Harry wanted a bucket to contain the soda he was trying to invent. He saw a man in a shady alley holding one, so he went up to him and bought it for some gold. But when looked inside he found blood and guts, getting him promptly arrested. Thork volunteered to be prosecutor for the trial, while the rest of the party went to go investigate the whereabouts of the bucket man. Luckily we were able to track him down, learning he was a raving lunatic. We arrived at the trial to explain what happened, explaining the murder was conducted with a knife, which Harry did not own. Harry took out a bomb to prove this, but someone yelled "He has a bomb!", and Harry threw it the judge, promptly blowing him to smithereens. Harry was than subdued by Thork, and earned himself the life sentence.
I posted it on reddit and twitter originally, it gained a lot of traction on the dnd subreddit. Basically, it was the first part of the Hoard of the Dragon Queen campaign, and we're interrogating a cultist who starts going on about how great Lennithon is. I'm the only one who makes the wisdom check, so I'm out on the top of the hold when Lennithon, a blue dragon, sweeps down, nearly smushes me to death, and basically says, "Hey, it's pretty boring here, but I'm gonna need some info down the road. I'll kill you if you don't comply." And, well, now I owe a blue dragon a favor and my party all thinks I'm super awesome for not only smack-talking a dragon, but then getting him to leave the town.
I would say, the funniest adventure with my most recent character...
Ka-Ka Mondol Manta: A Ranger/ biologist who survived many things & made many discoveries, including him befriending a hook horror, stealing a hobgoblin war-plan without knowing, survived the belly of a tarrasque, & is being stalked by a vengeful mother griffon. But this is almost not compared to him winning a drinking contest against a dragon, let me explain.
"After my 3rd battle with that vengeful Griffin, I decided to take a break from running and hiding. I visited the village of Winterhim when the sun was up, I was wandering through the market when...it came. The ground shock and the towers fell, for the incarnation of destruction and hunger had awakened from it’s one-hundred year slumber, a Tarrasque had awakened! It came from below the city and started its rampage by devouring the Market, I was in the Marketplace! I ran faster then I ever have ran before, but at last I could not escape, for the tarrasque had pick me up in its mouth along with other people and shops. And at this moment I knew... I shouldn’t have gone to Winterhim, it threw me up into the air and I was plummeting down into its MOUTH! Then I woke up in the middle of the night, I was looking for my trusty lantern when I realized what I was feeling on the ground... it wasn’t a nightmare, I turned on my lantern and saw the floor made up of bones, pink insides, and lakes of acid. I.was.inside.the.Tarrasque, I screamed louder than a banshee, I bet the Tarrasque could even hear inside! And then I noticed something on the ground shining like a star, a warsword. I hacked and slashed at the insides of the beasts gut until I pierced it’s flesh and saw daylight at-last, I climbed out faster than you can say “Go chumb on some rocks”! Everyone at Winterhim had sheltered at a dwarven kingdom until the Tarrasque was gone, and everyone thought I was a full-manifesting ghost for a month when they saw me covered in blood and just strolling down alongside the nervous wrecks having seen better days and myself."
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We all had at least one adventure that went awry for the funnier. So tell everyone of an adventure gone wrong!
Pico De Lolobardo; Aarakocra bard.
Tyto is family of owls like the Barn Owl.
I'll go first. (Warning LONG)
It was my first adventure. It was me, two guys, and the DM. The adventure was a level 1, one-off. One guy was a brash fighter who was more for action than talking called Mal. The other guy was a fighter who was the opposite, who prefered to be called sir. Then I was Pico de Lolobardo, the only one who had spells and could heal others. We were all sent letters to go to this city and go to this tavern. First was Sir who came in and told the barkeep what he needed to say and when the barkeep told him to stay for a little he did that and met the employer in the basement. Then I came in and did the same and met sir. Apparently Mal was already there partying because Bob the Hobgoblin was killed, and didn't see a five foot tall, green, parrot bard (in full costume) get whisked away by the barkeeper, but later managed to tell the barkeep what he needed to. Then the barkeep told Mal to stay, and then Mal "attempted" to sneak down the stairs, and by sneak I mean he stumbled down the stairs from the ale at the party. Then threatened the barkeep, because he just wanted to know what was going on. Let's say Mal was not allowed back in as long barkeep was concerned. Then our employer told use what we were after the orb of faery fire, a powerful orb that could power many rituals, and was stolen last week. Also our employer was not the original owner, so that's shady. Then she payed us each 100 gold each. We decided to go to the auction house. We were getting suspicious of some people following us, so we ducked into an ally. I decided I'll fly and see if they are still following us. People were enamored by me flying and tossed money at me and got 25 silver out of it. Meanwhile while I was distracting everyone, Sir and Mal go to the auction house and see a gnome in tailored clothes, that seemed a little big on him. Sir talked to the gnome and they learned of an illegal auction house at the Rat Tail Inn. I landed just outside of the auction house and the head guard, Rob the Bold, come up to me and says, "You must be new here." I said a timid yes. He asked, "Did you read our laws?" I said a no, while thinking oh crap... Rob said, "No flying allowed! Want to know why? It's because someone destroyed a temple. I'll give you a warning, but next time..." I was feeling bad and gave him 20 silver. He said, "You better have some more if I catch you again." Just then the other two came out and caught me up to speed. We headed to the poorer side of town and arrived at the inn. Mal got us all a round, and tried to squeeze some info out of him and didn't get anything useful. Later Pico was tripping on something from the ale, but Sir saw some guys following us and brandished his rapier and said, "Is there a problem?" One of them said, "You (Mal) took of with the mug." Mal got a nat 20 on the tossing the mug back, a huge waste if you ask me. We all found that suspicious, but went back back to the first tavern snuck Mal in and I played for me and Mal's room (Pico is claustrophobic and wanted a room with a balcony and slept on the balcony). At my performance Sir decided to be by "bodyguard" and noticed two farmilure shady faces. Sir decided to all sleep in my room and take watches. I went first nothing happened, then Sir's turn. The place got set on fire. We get out okay and consol the barkeep, and gave him some gold. We asked if we could still meet our employer down in the basement, and we could. We decided to go to another inn (not the Rat Tail Inn), and we almost get shot by a bow. Thankfully Sir heard it being notched and told us to duck. We decided to go into the house the arrow was shot from. I was to fly around back (no guards were present) and the two fighters would break down the door. I failed the stealth check and got carried up very high and Rob saw me. The other two demolished the door and saw two bandits and started a combat encounter. I payed off Rob and got in after the other two got a few hits in. When my turn I crit on throwing my dagger at a bandit and kill him. Mal basically chops off a leg of the other bandit and we learn where his bandit camp is and finish resting in that house. In the morning we go went over to the camp. First Rob stopped us and asked them to kill me if they saw me. After that Mal got a rapier of frost resistance, which is good. Then we got the camp and being able to fly I scouted the camp and there was a tower. We went to the tower I went on the roof with holes and saw there was a trapdoor on the bottom floor. I decided I could pick the lock with my talons. The dm was feeling a little confident I couldn't do it, and then I rolled a 20. We went down and saw that our gnome friend had two orc friends. Mal and Sir whent for the orcs and I went for the gnome. He stabbed me with a point on the crossbow and hit me, leaving me with 1 hp. Sir had only three. I used my second slot to heal myself and me and sir tried to take a short rest. Mal heard someone at the trapdoor and tried to mimic an orc, but failed. After Mal was getting low on health Sir and I decided to help him out. It was long and grueling with low rolls all a round. Eventually Mal had 0 hp, and then I rolled a one. I had to hit Sir, even with a one on the damage dice he would have died thanks to my +2 dex modifier, and rolled a one. With my allies out cold I decided to lie to this murderous bandit. I said, "Hey I'm not going to harm you." He asked why he should believe me, and I said, "My hand slipped when throwing the dagger." (I did aim for him, just missed, so it worked out anyway) He believed me and locked us up. Also the dm just got his plans messed up. Then we all take a short rest, find the orb, and find out our employer was just going to leave us to the guards. After she left Mal and Sir tried to pry the bars on the door, and failed. I tried shooting the button with the crossbow I took from the gnome and rolled a 4. The DM said I hit it. We returned to orb to the owner, got magical items, and it ended happily ever after.
Pico De Lolobardo; Aarakocra bard.
Tyto is family of owls like the Barn Owl.
Okay, before I start, let me introduce you to the "heroes" of this tale.
Bram Blade the 2nd: A dhampir rogue.
Dan the Wizard: A human wizard.
Rauru: An Aasimaar Cleric
Thork: An orc companion.
And Harry Osborn: A goblin alchemist.
We were visiting a port town after fighting some pirates, and Harry wanted a bucket to contain the soda he was trying to invent. He saw a man in a shady alley holding one, so he went up to him and bought it for some gold. But when looked inside he found blood and guts, getting him promptly arrested. Thork volunteered to be prosecutor for the trial, while the rest of the party went to go investigate the whereabouts of the bucket man. Luckily we were able to track him down, learning he was a raving lunatic. We arrived at the trial to explain what happened, explaining the murder was conducted with a knife, which Harry did not own. Harry took out a bomb to prove this, but someone yelled "He has a bomb!", and Harry threw it the judge, promptly blowing him to smithereens. Harry was than subdued by Thork, and earned himself the life sentence.
I made mine into a comic.
I posted it on reddit and twitter originally, it gained a lot of traction on the dnd subreddit. Basically, it was the first part of the Hoard of the Dragon Queen campaign, and we're interrogating a cultist who starts going on about how great Lennithon is. I'm the only one who makes the wisdom check, so I'm out on the top of the hold when Lennithon, a blue dragon, sweeps down, nearly smushes me to death, and basically says, "Hey, it's pretty boring here, but I'm gonna need some info down the road. I'll kill you if you don't comply." And, well, now I owe a blue dragon a favor and my party all thinks I'm super awesome for not only smack-talking a dragon, but then getting him to leave the town.
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I would say, the funniest adventure with my most recent character...
Ka-Ka Mondol Manta: A Ranger/ biologist who survived many things & made many discoveries, including him befriending a hook horror, stealing a hobgoblin war-plan without knowing, survived the belly of a tarrasque, & is being stalked by a vengeful mother griffon. But this is almost not compared to him winning a drinking contest against a dragon, let me explain.
"After my 3rd battle with that vengeful Griffin, I decided to take a break from running and hiding. I visited the village of Winterhim when the sun was up, I was wandering through the market when...it came. The ground shock and the towers fell, for the incarnation of destruction and hunger had awakened from it’s one-hundred year slumber, a Tarrasque had awakened! It came from below the city and started its rampage by devouring the Market, I was in the Marketplace! I ran faster then I ever have ran before, but at last I could not escape, for the tarrasque had pick me up in its mouth along with other people and shops. And at this moment I knew... I shouldn’t have gone to Winterhim, it threw me up into the air and I was plummeting down into its MOUTH! Then I woke up in the middle of the night, I was looking for my trusty lantern when I realized what I was feeling on the ground... it wasn’t a nightmare, I turned on my lantern and saw the floor made up of bones, pink insides, and lakes of acid. I.was.inside.the.Tarrasque, I screamed louder than a banshee, I bet the Tarrasque could even hear inside! And then I noticed something on the ground shining like a star, a warsword. I hacked and slashed at the insides of the beasts gut until I pierced it’s flesh and saw daylight at-last, I climbed out faster than you can say “Go chumb on some rocks”! Everyone at Winterhim had sheltered at a dwarven kingdom until the Tarrasque was gone, and everyone thought I was a full-manifesting ghost for a month when they saw me covered in blood and just strolling down alongside the nervous wrecks having seen better days and myself."