Alright, I'm just gonna give a story from the second campaign I ever played. First, here's the party as relevant to the situation: [spoiler]Me, a Tengu Rogue merely looking for a job. An orca-dragon-human mix with knowledge of a few magics. A human combat bard, known for his vigilantism.[/spoiler] Our "heroes" were in a highly-advanced flying city, trying to find information on the mayor of one of the tiny (but strange) towns that surround it's landing zone. All we know was that he was kidnapped by bandits who seem to be planning to sell him to slavers, and that the city in question had a slave trade and a person in charge of the market in that area. So we decided to go ask the Market Boss. The headquarters looked more like Shadowrun instead of D&D 3.5e with a hint of pathfinder. The bard forged some papers to make us look like we were from one of the other groups in the city, I think some faction of survey-takers. Because of that we managed to get in and meet the boss. Upon meeting her, the bard revealed that the papers were forged. Our party then began trying to their best to explain to her why we were there and why she shouldn't call the guards on us (alongside the bard's attempts to hit on her). She heard us out for a bit, but as it turns out she figured we'd be worth more if we were sold into slavery. Her derringer immediately splayed out our bard, knocking him out with some rubber bullets. Guards starting flowing in and the Mage started ripping into them with claws and magic. I rushed her to try and disarm her. I did manage to disarm her, but it turns out she's some crazy class called a moderator. She got to respond to my taking of her (empty) gun with a hammer out of nowhere that effectively froze me like I was having a connection issue in a multiplayer game (minus the auto-disconnect message). The Mage did his best to distract or dismember the guards (covering some of them in swarms of spiders) until a paladin came in and hit him with an energy sword set to stun. I got black-bagged before I could "reconnect". Our next session opened with us in the cages of the slavers.