D&D Night:
We were supposed to just be picking magic items. It's taken most of the evening. Part of the problem is that our healer, TOAD, wants a Staff of the Python.
We were supposed to just be picking magic items. It's taken most of the evening. Part of the problem is that our healer, TOAD, wants a Staff of the Python.
A Staff of the Python turns into a bigass snake, which is under TOAD's command. The problem is that if the snake dies, the staff shatters and that's the end of things.
Of course, the party was aghast.
Of course, the party was aghast.
"You can't kill Mr. Wiggles!"
"...Doctor Wiggles..."
"YOU CAN'T KILL DR. WIGGLES AFTER HE'S BEEN TO MEDICAL SCHOOL"
"...Doctor Wiggles..."
"YOU CAN'T KILL DR. WIGGLES AFTER HE'S BEEN TO MEDICAL SCHOOL"
The party doesn't mind losing access to Dr. Wiggles until after he's been patched up by the artificer back at the castle, but Dr. Wiggles cannot die! WE WOULD BE SAD
Our GM, knowing that the battle against sentimentality is lost with us, allowed that if Dr. Wiggles is slightly smaller, perhaps merely Large instead of Giant, then he will allow Dr. Wiggles to return from the grave in case of demise.
GM: Knowing that I will regret this, I have made a character sheet for Doctor Wiggles.
PARTY: YAYYY
PARTY: YAYYY
