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  • Yuuuup.

    Fiend warlock player did not like learning how I used his minor backstory. (He actually loved it.)

    He knew he needed to save a tree. He didn’t know he was the one to burn it, nor that he did so because it was a source of power to his mother, who was a night hag.

    So much fun.

    He saved the tree and even managed to change his Patron, but is too scared to confront his mother again.




  • D&D 5e game:I have two planets orbiting each other.

    1200 years ago it was just a moon, then somehow the moon fell and almost ended the world.

    But the next day there was a moon again.

    Really it’s another version of the same world from a parallel timeline. The act of summoning it led the powers that be to seal the system in a bubble plane to keep the chaos from spreading.

    The wizard who did it fell in love with himself from another timeline. The BBEG is two liches who are each other’s phylactery. If both cannot be defeated before the first revives, there is no way to stop them.

    Such a tragic story, to do that much for love and then only be vulnerable when you’re near your love.

    Their name is Zeitounessian, and I have a party on each world trying to stop him.

    Neither party has yet determined that there are two of him.




  • Assuming a D&D 5e game, I load Kobold Fight Club and click until I find monsters I can build a little story around.

    A while back (including enemies from Tome of Beasts) I got Spawn of Akyishigal and Giant Ants, and after a few overland battles they found a beleaguered anthill.

    By the next session I had my dungeon made and some lore surrounding it.

    The giant anthill had carved its way into an ancient tomb of an orcish warlord who had managed to seal the Demon Lord of Cockroaches with her in an attempt at everlasting life. The actions the players take can result in her rising as a Mummy Lord or in Akyishigal being freed.

    All from going “Hey, these enemies work well together.”

    Here’s a link to it:

    The Mirrored Tomb of Yeskarra


  • My fighter against an assassin who we suspected killed an NPC in the first session.

    We are down in the mud, grappling. I fumbled my sword and he got me good (crit), leaving me quite vulnerable. The other party members were nearby but not in range.

    I pulled out a dagger and got a crit of my own, ending his life with less than 5 hp left of my own.

    Later that night I realized that dagger I’d killed him with was looted from the NPC’s pack. I’d gotten revenge on her behalf, using her own knife against her murderer.







  • Keeping it strictly in D&D terms, I’d give it a Legendary Resistance that can be used each round as a reaction. Each time it’s used it also consumes one of the multi attacks.

    In this way the enemy avoids being crippled but is still weakened for the round and the players get less bruised for it. It feels they’ve earned it rather than wasted a resource.

    Narratively it’s rearing back to avoid a blow so it can’t bite this turn, or a claw parries. Maybe the spell that was supposed to entangle instead damages a wing, halving flight speed.

    Turn those resistances into opportunities to strike back.





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    10 months ago

    A new monk arrived at the monastery. He was assigned to help the other monks in copying the old texts by hand. He noticed, however, that they were copying copies, not the original books. The new monk went to the head monk to ask him about this. He pointed out that if there were an error in the first copy, that error would be continued in all of the other copies.

    The head monk said, ‘We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son.’ The head monk went down into the cellar with one of the copies to check it against the original.

    Hours later, nobody had seen him, so one of the monks went downstairs to look for him. He heard a sobbing coming from the back of the cellar and found the old monk leaning over one of the original books, crying.

    He asked what was wrong.

    ‘The word is ‘celebrate,’ not ‘celibate’!’ sobbed the head monk.