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-10 HP.
Gary Gygax has failed his last saving throw.
For those of us of a certain age, D&D was, if not the first, one of our early gaming experiences. Yes, the man could be an opinionated bastard, but he was a creative, generous, opinionated bastard. And that makes the difference.
So, as we gather at the tavern to wait for the inevitable adventure hook to walk through the door, relate you favorite D&D tale. In character, table talk, odd events with dice.. whatever.
You enter a 10x10 room, an orc is guarding a chest...
For those of us of a certain age, D&D was, if not the first, one of our early gaming experiences. Yes, the man could be an opinionated bastard, but he was a creative, generous, opinionated bastard. And that makes the difference.
So, as we gather at the tavern to wait for the inevitable adventure hook to walk through the door, relate you favorite D&D tale. In character, table talk, odd events with dice.. whatever.
You enter a 10x10 room, an orc is guarding a chest...
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After several really *bad* turning attempts on a pack of skeletons, she got seriously fed up. It didn't help that the mage kept 'helpfully' pointing out that I must've had the wrong side facing the skeletons. I got one of my leather thing/stone dish necklaces to demonstrate to the GM exactly what she was doing for the next turning attempt.
Which was twist the cord (and the wooden symbol) a lot, and then make her next turning attempt immediately after letting go, right when the disk started spinning.
I rolled a natural 20. One room mostly full of skeletons became one room full of bone dust.
From that moment on, she *always* spun her holy symbol on turning attempts. Even when a party member carved her one that had sun, moon, and stars on *both* sides.
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"...!" ^_^