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citrakayahWell, last night’s RPG session was interesting. Too bad the druid was absent again.
Due to the fact that the druid wasn’t present, we were forced to resort to using pickaxes and two lightning bolts to open the bloody door the druid had sealed by stone shaping over it. After the standard gush of water (we were, after all, in an underwater dungeon), we found a well. Being the intelligent person I am, I scanned for magic. There was a well, and it was magic. Naturally, being cautious, I stepped away and tossed a rock in. This was of absolutely no use (the stepping away part) as while a lot of water came from the well, it also animated a bunch of skeletons that the necromancer then controlled (evil in good party, yes, I know). After that we look around a while (necromancer gets stuck in a room filling with water.
This being the same campaign where the captain of a ship managed to fool a guard into thinking that the ghoul was actually a sentient ghoul with a sad life story, and, indeed, he should feel sorry for the ghoul, who just wanted to be loved, and don’t worry, the tears are common upon hearing the life story of that poor soul… well, let’s just say I personally should have been wondering when weirder stuff was going to happen. Then it did happen.
We ran into a dire wolf and a dire lion at the bottom of a staircase. I convinced my silvanshee agathion familiar to buzz their heads. She then led them up the staircase, which of course they fell through to their painful pain (I quote). She then clawed their faces off, and the lion and wolf ended up killing each other because they had an INT of two. Then I got into an inane conversation with the lion.
After that we beat up another aboleth with the help of a gold dragon and a demon, went into port, and I awakened a coconut crab and gave it a job on the ship. And we're in a different dimension with some very slight differences and universal spontaneous spellcasting (which I suspect is a way for the DM to get out of having to prepare spells).
Due to the fact that the druid wasn’t present, we were forced to resort to using pickaxes and two lightning bolts to open the bloody door the druid had sealed by stone shaping over it. After the standard gush of water (we were, after all, in an underwater dungeon), we found a well. Being the intelligent person I am, I scanned for magic. There was a well, and it was magic. Naturally, being cautious, I stepped away and tossed a rock in. This was of absolutely no use (the stepping away part) as while a lot of water came from the well, it also animated a bunch of skeletons that the necromancer then controlled (evil in good party, yes, I know). After that we look around a while (necromancer gets stuck in a room filling with water.
This being the same campaign where the captain of a ship managed to fool a guard into thinking that the ghoul was actually a sentient ghoul with a sad life story, and, indeed, he should feel sorry for the ghoul, who just wanted to be loved, and don’t worry, the tears are common upon hearing the life story of that poor soul… well, let’s just say I personally should have been wondering when weirder stuff was going to happen. Then it did happen.
We ran into a dire wolf and a dire lion at the bottom of a staircase. I convinced my silvanshee agathion familiar to buzz their heads. She then led them up the staircase, which of course they fell through to their painful pain (I quote). She then clawed their faces off, and the lion and wolf ended up killing each other because they had an INT of two. Then I got into an inane conversation with the lion.
After that we beat up another aboleth with the help of a gold dragon and a demon, went into port, and I awakened a coconut crab and gave it a job on the ship. And we're in a different dimension with some very slight differences and universal spontaneous spellcasting (which I suspect is a way for the DM to get out of having to prepare spells).
