First time DnD
>So this was my first game of DnD I have ever played, local independent retailer was just hosting a 'learn dnd' type thing so me and 7 other people went along.
>We were all given pre-created characters, I got a dragonborn fighter who I named Vous Row'Dar because imp neither funny nor original. We created some basic backstories but because it was a one off 3 hour session the backstory didn’t matter too much
>(Essentially because of the dragon blood Vous really loved gold and did whatever he could to aquire it, becoming a mecinary, this led to him doing some really ****** things and he quickly became haunted by his past leading him to become nearly always drunk)
>Vous found an ad for bodyguard duties at a religouse festival and decided to take it up figuring he needed more gold to pay for more drinks (and also ‘cause you know... GOLD)
>He met up with the others, a Halfling Ranger, another Dragonborn Fighter, a Dragonborn Mage, a Human Bard, a High Elf Rogue and a Dwarf Paladin
>They all stand around watching people enter the temple for the festival before Vous spots some very drunk Halflings wandering around, whilst alcohol IS allowed at the festival, they were instructed to kick out anyone who was too drunk and these two Halflings were pretty close to the limit in Vous' opinion.
>Walking up to the Halflings Vous gives them an evil glare and asks them what they are doing (DM didn’t bother making me roll for intimidate figuring that a Halfling would have to have balls larger than themselves to not be intimidated by a dragonborn bouncer)
>The Halflings are scared but also drunk and loudly protest that they are fully sober, this draws over the DB Mage and now the Halflings are absolutely TERRIFIED, seeing this the Halfling Ranger comes over to try and calm down the situation he manages to partially succeed until the Rogue, for reasons known only to herself decided to straight up steal both the Halflings coin purses. They don’t notice and continue arguing.
>Vous gets bored and attempts to snatch a bottle of suspicious liquid from the Halfling and he fails miserably, the Halfling sees the grab from a mile off and dodges easily. Feeling embarrassed Vous walks off dejectedly.
>The group of bouncers begins to enter the filling temple for the festival and the only bouncer outside is the Bard, as there are a few people still around he tries to make a bit of a name for himself and pulls out his guitar, he begins to sing and people gather round, then picking up his guitar he strums a note and all 6 strings snap at the same time and the bard is left staring in disbelief at his treasured instrument whilst the crowd laughs at him, he too goes inside.
> Once everyone is inside the festival truly begins and yet as the clock is about to strike midnight something feels wrong. There is an odd mechanical noise and weird shapes in the sky.
>They get closer and we realise they are homemade clockwork Monodrones, these Monodrones zero in on the acolytes leading the ritual and begin to attack
>The crowds panic.
>A wolf about to be sacrificed breaks free and runs off to hide, for some reason Gordo the ranger decides to follow it
> realising we must do something the other DB fighter, named Gaga goes to draw his longsword with a ferocious roar but instead rips his whole belt off and falls over with his pants falling down.
>Vous sees his moment and leaps heroically into the air, longsword already drawn. He brings his longsword up and then down in a vicious cut at the nearest Monodrones, the drone simply flies above Vous' reach
>Aoffie, the Rogue draws her short bow and after a second of concentration loses an arrow at the nearest Monodrones, she also misses, but the door behind the Monodrones is most certainly dead
>Pathas, our Paladin (who was a real awesome dudebro) throws a javelin at one of the dammed flying contraptions and actually kills the thing much to the groups amazement and relief.
> Gaga pulls his pants up and in a fit of rage brings his longsword down upon the closest Monodrones, destroying it.
>Steve the DB mage uses his 3 magic missiles to destroy 1 Monodrones and blow the wings off another
>Vous go for the downed Monodrones but it's mechanical spider legs allow it to scuttle out of his blades reach.
>Aoffie fires another arrow which goes straight through a Monodrones, destroying it.
>The paladin grabs his axe and muttering a quick prayer dispatches another Monodrones
>Gaga kills another Monodrones with his longsword, attacking it from behind and using the element of surprise to stop it flying away
>Steve uses his dragon breath to freeze a Monodrones, its fall from the sky shatters it into infinitesimal pieces
>Seeing what Steve did Vous copies him and turns two Monodrones into molten slag
>Aoffie examines some of the cogs from one of the paladin's kills but finds out nothing of use
>We realise why Gordo went to chase the wolf as he re-enters the battle riding it and firing off shots with his bow
>Gaga uses his dragon breath to another drone (and 2 unlucky festival goers) into piles of ash
>Vous charges the downed Monodrones again and once again it dodges him with ease (this could be due to the copious amounts of alcohol he had ingested the during the day)
>The Halfling finishes off the downed Monodrones which was also the last one. We begin looking around the sight of the attack and Vous, feeling like he needs to destress picks up a bottle from a dead corpse and downs it in one massive gulp.
>Hearing a strange whirring the group sees a steampunk Charles Xavier type person coming towards them.
>Turns out he and 2 others are a group of militant atheists who go around attacking temples with their robot **** .
>Paladin is enraged at their actions and hurls his javelin at the wheelchair guy, wheelchairguy catches the javelin and throws it at Steve, taking his head clean off.
>Vous waves his hand and says 'These are not the adventurers you are looking for' wheelchairguy just laughs
>Wheelchair guy makes evil speech blah blah blah, summons barbed demon and leaves
>The ranger fires at the barbed devil from atop her wolf and hits it in the eye with deadly accuracy, it reels back howling with blood leaking from its eye.
>The bard inspires Vous by singing 'You can do it if you put your back into it' to him and then decides to throw his ******* guitar at the barbed devil. It hits the barbed devil right where the arrow had and the devil once again reeled back in pain.
>Charging forwards Vous lunged and stabs the barbed devil in its stomach, before jumping back out of its reach.
>The Paladin now rushes in and uses his height to chop perfectly at the Barbed Devil's hamstring, causing it to kneel.
>It shakily gets up and then deals XBOX HUEG amounts of damage to Vous the Paladin and the Ranger, all of us drop to under 5 health and the Ranger's wolf is on fire.
>Bard plays working class man to the Paladin to inspire him.
>With those lyrics in his head the Paladin charges forwards and splits the barbed devil in half.
That was the end, The DM left it open to an ongoing campaign though I know he Dm's a few groups so I probably won’t be playing anymore DnD soon. Luckily though I have been in a Roll20 Long War group and have a story about the greatest of all the imperial saints which I shall tell at another time.
>We were all given pre-created characters, I got a dragonborn fighter who I named Vous Row'Dar because imp neither funny nor original. We created some basic backstories but because it was a one off 3 hour session the backstory didn’t matter too much
>(Essentially because of the dragon blood Vous really loved gold and did whatever he could to aquire it, becoming a mecinary, this led to him doing some really ****** things and he quickly became haunted by his past leading him to become nearly always drunk)
>Vous found an ad for bodyguard duties at a religouse festival and decided to take it up figuring he needed more gold to pay for more drinks (and also ‘cause you know... GOLD)
>He met up with the others, a Halfling Ranger, another Dragonborn Fighter, a Dragonborn Mage, a Human Bard, a High Elf Rogue and a Dwarf Paladin
>They all stand around watching people enter the temple for the festival before Vous spots some very drunk Halflings wandering around, whilst alcohol IS allowed at the festival, they were instructed to kick out anyone who was too drunk and these two Halflings were pretty close to the limit in Vous' opinion.
>Walking up to the Halflings Vous gives them an evil glare and asks them what they are doing (DM didn’t bother making me roll for intimidate figuring that a Halfling would have to have balls larger than themselves to not be intimidated by a dragonborn bouncer)
>The Halflings are scared but also drunk and loudly protest that they are fully sober, this draws over the DB Mage and now the Halflings are absolutely TERRIFIED, seeing this the Halfling Ranger comes over to try and calm down the situation he manages to partially succeed until the Rogue, for reasons known only to herself decided to straight up steal both the Halflings coin purses. They don’t notice and continue arguing.
>Vous gets bored and attempts to snatch a bottle of suspicious liquid from the Halfling and he fails miserably, the Halfling sees the grab from a mile off and dodges easily. Feeling embarrassed Vous walks off dejectedly.
>The group of bouncers begins to enter the filling temple for the festival and the only bouncer outside is the Bard, as there are a few people still around he tries to make a bit of a name for himself and pulls out his guitar, he begins to sing and people gather round, then picking up his guitar he strums a note and all 6 strings snap at the same time and the bard is left staring in disbelief at his treasured instrument whilst the crowd laughs at him, he too goes inside.
> Once everyone is inside the festival truly begins and yet as the clock is about to strike midnight something feels wrong. There is an odd mechanical noise and weird shapes in the sky.
>They get closer and we realise they are homemade clockwork Monodrones, these Monodrones zero in on the acolytes leading the ritual and begin to attack
>The crowds panic.
>A wolf about to be sacrificed breaks free and runs off to hide, for some reason Gordo the ranger decides to follow it
> realising we must do something the other DB fighter, named Gaga goes to draw his longsword with a ferocious roar but instead rips his whole belt off and falls over with his pants falling down.
>Vous sees his moment and leaps heroically into the air, longsword already drawn. He brings his longsword up and then down in a vicious cut at the nearest Monodrones, the drone simply flies above Vous' reach
>Aoffie, the Rogue draws her short bow and after a second of concentration loses an arrow at the nearest Monodrones, she also misses, but the door behind the Monodrones is most certainly dead
>Pathas, our Paladin (who was a real awesome dudebro) throws a javelin at one of the dammed flying contraptions and actually kills the thing much to the groups amazement and relief.
> Gaga pulls his pants up and in a fit of rage brings his longsword down upon the closest Monodrones, destroying it.
>Steve the DB mage uses his 3 magic missiles to destroy 1 Monodrones and blow the wings off another
>Vous go for the downed Monodrones but it's mechanical spider legs allow it to scuttle out of his blades reach.
>Aoffie fires another arrow which goes straight through a Monodrones, destroying it.
>The paladin grabs his axe and muttering a quick prayer dispatches another Monodrones
>Gaga kills another Monodrones with his longsword, attacking it from behind and using the element of surprise to stop it flying away
>Steve uses his dragon breath to freeze a Monodrones, its fall from the sky shatters it into infinitesimal pieces
>Seeing what Steve did Vous copies him and turns two Monodrones into molten slag
>Aoffie examines some of the cogs from one of the paladin's kills but finds out nothing of use
>We realise why Gordo went to chase the wolf as he re-enters the battle riding it and firing off shots with his bow
>Gaga uses his dragon breath to another drone (and 2 unlucky festival goers) into piles of ash
>Vous charges the downed Monodrones again and once again it dodges him with ease (this could be due to the copious amounts of alcohol he had ingested the during the day)
>The Halfling finishes off the downed Monodrones which was also the last one. We begin looking around the sight of the attack and Vous, feeling like he needs to destress picks up a bottle from a dead corpse and downs it in one massive gulp.
>Hearing a strange whirring the group sees a steampunk Charles Xavier type person coming towards them.
>Turns out he and 2 others are a group of militant atheists who go around attacking temples with their robot **** .
>Paladin is enraged at their actions and hurls his javelin at the wheelchair guy, wheelchairguy catches the javelin and throws it at Steve, taking his head clean off.
>Vous waves his hand and says 'These are not the adventurers you are looking for' wheelchairguy just laughs
>Wheelchair guy makes evil speech blah blah blah, summons barbed demon and leaves
>The ranger fires at the barbed devil from atop her wolf and hits it in the eye with deadly accuracy, it reels back howling with blood leaking from its eye.
>The bard inspires Vous by singing 'You can do it if you put your back into it' to him and then decides to throw his ******* guitar at the barbed devil. It hits the barbed devil right where the arrow had and the devil once again reeled back in pain.
>Charging forwards Vous lunged and stabs the barbed devil in its stomach, before jumping back out of its reach.
>The Paladin now rushes in and uses his height to chop perfectly at the Barbed Devil's hamstring, causing it to kneel.
>It shakily gets up and then deals XBOX HUEG amounts of damage to Vous the Paladin and the Ranger, all of us drop to under 5 health and the Ranger's wolf is on fire.
>Bard plays working class man to the Paladin to inspire him.
>With those lyrics in his head the Paladin charges forwards and splits the barbed devil in half.
That was the end, The DM left it open to an ongoing campaign though I know he Dm's a few groups so I probably won’t be playing anymore DnD soon. Luckily though I have been in a Roll20 Long War group and have a story about the greatest of all the imperial saints which I shall tell at another time.
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