Anyone here played some DnD in their lifetime? If so, I want to hear your stories! Did you ever roll a 1 in combat and nearly killed your whole team? Were you a homeless wizard that magically created a mansion out of thin air? Or did your evil sorcerer friend mercilessly sacrifice your hafling companion to the God of Death? Post yours in the comments below!
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One time my friend (Malacath, Half-Orc Paladin) and I (Zyrael, Half-Elf Rogue) had captured an adventurer from another party that was stalking us. When we apprehended him, we could barely see a flicker of fire far off in the woods, (I rolled a natural 20) and confronted the adventurer (Baed) about it. He denied any knowledge of a campfire in the area. So we left two NPCs, Dan, (he and Baed had worked together but Baed wanted a bigger cut so he left), and Mardrick, (a Human Ranger) to watch Baed and scouted out the fire we had seen. Lo and behold, two tents and a raging fire. We spotted a lone sentry dozing by the fire. Malacath and I agreed to club him with a stick, and interrogate him back at camp. On our way back we hear some rustling in the bushes, but could identify neither the source or the direction it was heading. When we arrive back at camp, dragging the unconscious sentry behind us, we find Mardrick wounded, and Baed and Dan are nowhere to be found. Turns out Baed had convined Dan to let him go, then they both attacked Mardrick and ran off, all while we were gone. The rustling was them running back to Baed's camp, where we confronted them. In the end, we killed several soldiers and Baed. A soldier surrendered and Dan ran off, but we captured him in a manner similar to our adventure with Baed the night before. We stripped them of their weapons and armor, then sent the sentry, the soldier, and Dan towards a village with one day's ration each. It was pretty interesting fighting 4 soldiers and Baed and Dan, since it was just us two and Mardrick. Also pretty hilarious that they were running right past us as we were hauling another prisoner back to camp.