Memories from the Past!
Jul 13, 2015 16:28:29 GMT
Post by Shadeaux on Jul 13, 2015 16:28:29 GMT
I was looking through some old adventures I had made and couldnt help but laugh.
One of the past memories that always makes me and the group i ran for laugh are the following adventure pieces,.
The group was composed of a human Cleric of Pilar, Half Red Dragon Fighter, Halfing Rogue, Human Monk, Elven Sorceress, and Elven Druid.
While bracing the danger's of the deep, dark, spider-infested tomb of Lolth...the group came across a set of portals. One red, one blue, one green. Beside them a pair of npc adventures, A human Fighter and his hireling. The party waited to find out what these npc were doing.
The Human fighter(npc) pointed to the red portal. "Go in there, we need to make sure it's safe." The hireling begs that they find another way, to no avail. The fighter points. "Dante, you have little to say in this matter, shall I remind you of the hundreds of moments I could have left you for dead yet I time and time again came to your rescue?" "No sir..." the hireling replied and after a deep breath jumped into the portal. A few moments later a pile of flaming, down to the bone remains came out in a rage of heat and sorrow as the hireling had been burned to death. The fighter spoke with a raised brow, "I diagnose this portal is unsafe!" Right as that happened, the halfing rogue shouted out in the most painful sad voice ever "Dante! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
After that moment, the halfling rogue forever carried Dante's remains in a small box and treated it as though it was a real person. Trying to feed it, giving it a voice to argue...it was just fun.
Friends are a great part of playing dungeons and dragons. Memories often created that will last a life time.
One of the past memories that always makes me and the group i ran for laugh are the following adventure pieces,.
The group was composed of a human Cleric of Pilar, Half Red Dragon Fighter, Halfing Rogue, Human Monk, Elven Sorceress, and Elven Druid.
While bracing the danger's of the deep, dark, spider-infested tomb of Lolth...the group came across a set of portals. One red, one blue, one green. Beside them a pair of npc adventures, A human Fighter and his hireling. The party waited to find out what these npc were doing.
The Human fighter(npc) pointed to the red portal. "Go in there, we need to make sure it's safe." The hireling begs that they find another way, to no avail. The fighter points. "Dante, you have little to say in this matter, shall I remind you of the hundreds of moments I could have left you for dead yet I time and time again came to your rescue?" "No sir..." the hireling replied and after a deep breath jumped into the portal. A few moments later a pile of flaming, down to the bone remains came out in a rage of heat and sorrow as the hireling had been burned to death. The fighter spoke with a raised brow, "I diagnose this portal is unsafe!" Right as that happened, the halfing rogue shouted out in the most painful sad voice ever "Dante! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
After that moment, the halfling rogue forever carried Dante's remains in a small box and treated it as though it was a real person. Trying to feed it, giving it a voice to argue...it was just fun.
Friends are a great part of playing dungeons and dragons. Memories often created that will last a life time.
