Sunday, August 14, 2011
The Right Tool For the Right Job
Greener pastures are perfect places for random wilderness encounter rolls.
The party was travelling through a meadowed area within a forest when they heard a thump-thump-thump in the sky. This has happened before. They knew it was a dragon - most likely a green dragon. They ran for the bushes.
Well, except for Thrug. Out of the entire party, the half-orc fighter wasn't fast enough. He sighed, drew his sword, and faced the green dragon bearing down on him.
"Let's do this!' Mervyn, the player, said.
The green dragon snatched at Thrug as he flew by, an easy snack to bring back to his lair. I rolled and . . . missed.
"Can I jump on the dragon's leg as he goes by?"
"Um. I guess. Yeah. You and the dragon jet up 80 yards as it continues its arc." I nodded.
The rest of the party hopped out of the bushes.
"Guys, I got this!" Mervyn said.
We are an Order of the d30 group, meaning that they get to replace one normal dice roll with a d30 each game session. A barrage of arrows, sling bolts, and magic missles flew upwards. The d30 flew from hand to hand as they ripped the dragon to shreds.
"Guys," Mervyn muttered nervously.
The Boy got the killing blow. The party watched the slow plummet of several tons of lizard meat as it fell from the sky, crashing to the ground on top of the hapless half-orc.
"Uh . . oops?"
Some time later, the PCs had dug a tunnel beneath the dragon's corpse to reach Thrug's body, which they began looting.
"Okay, so what do you got?" Ron asked Mervyn, pencil in hand.
Marvyn sighed, looking at his character sheet. "That +1 sword, a shield, a potion of flying, a suit of plate armor . . ."
Mervyn was interrupted by Ron's laughter.
I smiled, "Oh, that potion of flying of yours was smashed to bits on impact"
The cog wheels slowly turned in Mervyns head, then it hit him. "Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! I forgot I had that!" He facepalmed, then looked at me. "That was so stupid. You have to put that in that blog of yours."
I chuckled, "Oh, it'll be there alright - you don't have to ask."
I'm begining to wonder why I bother trying to kill them. They do so well all by themselves. :)