Plot Points, part 1
Alright, so my DnD group decided that we wanted to do a Plot Point campaign, naturally we decided that to maximize the amount of hilarity we would choose monster races to play as. Well, three of us at least. So there's my character Mox, the Mind Flayer Warlock who's devoted to Cthulhu, there's my buddy he's playing a Skeleton Warlock named Ainz who's also devoted to Cthulhu. There's the rapist Satyr druid, Sylvia. And the two normal plebs, one's a Dragonborn Barbarian by the name of Emma, and one's a Shardmind Bard, name of Tesara.
Anyways, to the story.
So Emma and I were exploring the capital town, Alfen, that our group had just arrived at. Mr. Ainz isn't with the party at this point. Sylvia, the ever reclusive Druid, didn't follow us into town. She said it was too "negative" for her vibes. At this point it was me, Emma, and the ******* talking crystal, who was slightly retarded. So as we explored the town we decided to see what kind of troubles the capital could have. About half an hour later we learn that we are now this city's impromptu Ghostbusters.
Jump to the haunted scene. Emma and I killing are ghosts who don't know they're ghosts. Between them shouting "Please don't kill me! I Don't want to die!!" and the relative low spooky level of the dilapidated library quickly made us rather bored. Until the Wight came up from the basement. Enter actual battle. After about six rounds of **** rolls all around, everyone, including the Wight, miss. For six whole rounds.
Finally kill the Wight three rounds later. We decide to investigate the basement where we find Mr. Bones aka Ainz in the ******* corner... reading. Soon my character and Ainz are very buddy buddy, ya know because Cthulhu. We bring him back up disguised, and get paid. Ainz wanted some glass eyes, so that he could blend in better. So we went to the local glassblower. TLDR, he got eyes that we always made sure were crooked as **** ie: one looking up, one looking down. And I bought Emma a 10ft, double sided, black, glass cock.
Jump to later in the story. We are fighting a Spined Devil and two Hell Hounds. Hysterically enough Emma killed the first Hound by skewering it and choking with the glass cock. Several rounds, lots of internal bleeding later. The devil was downed. Ainz, the ever-caring scholar decided that one Hell Hound was a low enough number to stop fighting and start taking notes. Leaving me to clean up the damn thing.
Jump to a few minutes later. Gargoyle stalking down stairs. Emma's player spends his Plot Point to have it trip on the glass cock. Tumbles down the stairs, sustaining 20 damage and leaving it prone for a turn. Take note, glass cock kill count: 1 Hell Hound, 1 Gargoyle. Viable weapon. Anyway we report the devil activity to the town guards. Now you expect them to thank us for the heads up. Nope, they arrest us instead.
Mfw:
Anyways, to the story.
So Emma and I were exploring the capital town, Alfen, that our group had just arrived at. Mr. Ainz isn't with the party at this point. Sylvia, the ever reclusive Druid, didn't follow us into town. She said it was too "negative" for her vibes. At this point it was me, Emma, and the ******* talking crystal, who was slightly retarded. So as we explored the town we decided to see what kind of troubles the capital could have. About half an hour later we learn that we are now this city's impromptu Ghostbusters.
Jump to the haunted scene. Emma and I killing are ghosts who don't know they're ghosts. Between them shouting "Please don't kill me! I Don't want to die!!" and the relative low spooky level of the dilapidated library quickly made us rather bored. Until the Wight came up from the basement. Enter actual battle. After about six rounds of **** rolls all around, everyone, including the Wight, miss. For six whole rounds.
Finally kill the Wight three rounds later. We decide to investigate the basement where we find Mr. Bones aka Ainz in the ******* corner... reading. Soon my character and Ainz are very buddy buddy, ya know because Cthulhu. We bring him back up disguised, and get paid. Ainz wanted some glass eyes, so that he could blend in better. So we went to the local glassblower. TLDR, he got eyes that we always made sure were crooked as **** ie: one looking up, one looking down. And I bought Emma a 10ft, double sided, black, glass cock.
Jump to later in the story. We are fighting a Spined Devil and two Hell Hounds. Hysterically enough Emma killed the first Hound by skewering it and choking with the glass cock. Several rounds, lots of internal bleeding later. The devil was downed. Ainz, the ever-caring scholar decided that one Hell Hound was a low enough number to stop fighting and start taking notes. Leaving me to clean up the damn thing.
Jump to a few minutes later. Gargoyle stalking down stairs. Emma's player spends his Plot Point to have it trip on the glass cock. Tumbles down the stairs, sustaining 20 damage and leaving it prone for a turn. Take note, glass cock kill count: 1 Hell Hound, 1 Gargoyle. Viable weapon. Anyway we report the devil activity to the town guards. Now you expect them to thank us for the heads up. Nope, they arrest us instead.
Mfw:
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