Comments on: The Wizard with a Death Wish: Share Your Best Gaming Stories

By: Romes

Romes — Wed, 15 Dec 2010 16:57:44 +0000

One of my players was a necromancer. They were in front of a king, around them were about 20 soldiers from the guard. Nobody knew that this player was a necro and they tried no to mention it. The daughter of the king made herself scarce because of them.

The king said: Fetch my daughter immediately.
Necro: “Dead or undead?”

By: William

William — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 20:41:37 +0000

Was DMing for my group and had a new player starting. She was playing a house rules fairy (think Barbie with wings). The party had won a treasure trove at the end of the previous session after a hard running battle. They return to find the fairy sitting on their new riches saying “Salvage Rights!”. The party Mage said “Magic Missile!” and I said “Roll up a new character.”

By: Mike B.

Mike B. — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 19:50:35 +0000

While stationed in Germany in the late 80’s I had the privalege of Dm’ing for a bunch of guys who had never played DnD befor. We had a blast they actually tried to role play their characters and didnt know what to expect most of the time two stories come to mind.

They rode and marched through knee deep muck and mire to the burrow of Akrid the dragon. Akrids home was a mound of mud and trees on a high spot in the swamp. Akrid was awakened from his nap by the noise of sloshing water and the smell of fresh horse meat.
As the party approched closer to the mound they heard a rasping voice inquire from within
“Who disturbs the rest of Akrid”?
The Paladin in a very paladin like manner stepped even closer to the front of the mound, drew his sword held it aloft and said, “Tis I Pershious the dragon slayer.”
Apparently Pershious’ reputation as a dragon slayer had never been relayed to Akrid, and in truth there was no reputation to have been relayed. Akrid thought it over for a second and stuck his head out of the front of his mound, and breathed his acidic breath over the entire party, amazingly the paladin lived, but the cleric and a rouge were not so lucky. The rest of the party pulled a brave Sir Robin and fled the swamp. I asked the Paladin player what he was thinking and he said, “I dunno it just seemed the heroic thing to do.”

The other time was same grp. of guys they were fighting a group of water weirds and the mage had recently gotten a Staff of the Magi. The group is getting pummled and the mage for some reason decides to summon a water elemental using the staff. Because every one knows you use water to fight water. The water weird promptly takes control of the water elemental and the route is really on then. Once again using the Brave Sir Robin technique the party manages to save itself, but the real fight took place when the fighter in the group tried to break the Staff of the Magi over the mages head.

By: Monica

Monica — Tue, 14 Dec 2010 16:42:29 +0000

I was playing a Daeva named Lavender Ashe in a Vampire: the Requiem chronicle set in Chicago for over a year. During that time, our coterie got word that someone was running around diablerizing (e.g. drinking their blood to consume other vampires and gain their powers) other vamps. We had helped a couple of other vamps who managed to survive one of these attacks and was careful to keep him at arm’s length. We suspected that one of the elders was diablerized for her stash of secrets stored in caches within the Chicago river.

As paranoid and as careful as we had been, one of those vamps, named Kyle, turned out to be a traitor. He set up an ambush at Elysium, which was held at Shed Aquarium, while we were transporting some very dangerous contents. e.g. an immortal sealed away within a canopic jar. We weren’t sure what he was, but we let him loose and managed to survive.

Mind you, I roll for shit… Pissed off, and literally unable to help (Thanks to my crappy dice), we managed to survive. Only to learn Belial’s Brood, the worst sort of demon-worshippers possible, were behind all of it.

Very powerful moment in a very intense horror game. Never forget it. We wrote up some of the campaign sessions at http://www.flamesrising.com