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 Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 10:47 pm
my first campaign one player was a brewer/spell caster and he made ale so strong tougher races like orcs and ogres couldn't take it. we ended up calling it Ogre Drop Ale because it either made them pass out after the first drink or made them cry.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 8:42 am
I've got another.
This isn't about the one-shot either. Rather, this is about a campaign I was in up until the end of April. That game, I played a Human Cleric who, basically, was a pervert. Unaligned servant of Bahamut (gotta love that divinity ability).
Anyway, one of our missions was to locate a cursed object. Basically, it souped up the character's defenses each turn, but it took a strenuous toll on the user. The guy who had it was part of the organized crime syndicate in the city, and his base of operations was...a brothel.
So, in order to meet with this guy, I, along with an Eladrin Warlock and a Half-orc Fighter, had to look like we were interested in selling the warlock. I played the role of a pimp. When we left that building when we were done, I had 5-7 women under my hire (trained in diplo plus background bonuses makes for an excellent negotiator). I was commended for having the best business-sense in the group, making 3-5 platinum each day.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 7:33 pm
Not a campaign-related story...at least, not in the D&D sense.
I was running for the VP spot in my college's gaming club, and we all made mock parties. I didn't end up winning, but I was partnered with the guy who got the presidency. We came up with this:
"The Wizard's Curtain Party: Change We Can REALLY Believe In."
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