“Orc, your +18 strength roll smashes open the heavy oaken door and you lead your party into a chamber full of ancient relics: the Catnip of Cataloon; the Scratching Post of St. Snavling; and there, on a pedestal bathed in a shaft of golden light, is the object of your quest — the legendary Jingle Mouse of Morocco.”
“Just a suggestion: You might want to have someone in your party with high perception roll to sweep for booby-traps.”
Teresa R. rolls 2d20 for submittering!
+18 Strength???? I’ve been playing the wrong character all this time!
And if this guy were my DM, I’d even let him order anchovies and catnip on the pizza.
Meanwhile, I rolled a 1 on perception. Glad that there are no traps!
I don’t play D&D but I would join this game…
Minutes later, the game ends early because the DM whaps all the dice off the table and they’re lost under furniture.
Oh man, flashbacks to high school and even though I didn’t play, I had a good friend that lived for these games. And I agree Booby that the game is going to come to a swift conclusion because DM has knocked every piece off the table.
Every single game night it’s a sucession of Cathulu attacks on our map and minis one right after another (Odin, Loki, & Goose), I get up for one moment to take a visit to the Little DMs room and Odin’s taken over the game. TPK, after a bit of cat and mouse, of course.