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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Our first campaign we passed DM around when one of of us got tired of it. Ended up with a lot of crazy nonsense like these man horses we later made an official race called Equitaurs. But we come across some Equitaur Acolytes of Hrothgar, who had the icon of there God King stolen, the Orb of Hrothgar. It had actually been stolen by a band of heretical Equitaurs who intended to use the Orb of Hrothgar for there own purposes. We needed to get someone inside there camp, so I volunteered as my Dragonkin Warrior. We killed a deer in the surrounding forest, then broke off its horns and stuck it's head on my head. I then proceeded to bluff the guard into thinking I was an Equitaur who had hay to feed the troops.