Memorable Moments In Your Tabletop Games

Playing Exalted Modern. We're in a warzone with a mercenary escort, pretending to be aid workers while we attempted a heist. Then aliens landed and we were asked to carry out a rescue mission. In the meantime, the combatants of the warzone were still shooting at each other so our Zenith (Dani) offered to make a speech to persuade them to turn their guns on the alien menace. Someone needs to get her to the radio station.

The Lunar then says the most dreaded words in Creation: "Trust me, I know what I'm doing." She takes the wheel of the offered APC.

Mina resumes coordinating getting everyone ready. The Lunar can have the APC and whatever infantry squad is assigned to it. If the Lunar wants them.

Elizabeth: "You'll need someone to run the system, unless either of you knows how to run a radio broadcast?"

Mina: "Just get to Ledmane with the APC."

Michaela: "We'll see. And yes, a radio man is needed."

Dani: "I can do it. HIT IT!"

Mara Jade jumps on the vehicle headed to Ledmane

Mina: "Everyone else, get in, we're rolling out to Ledmane!"

"Alright, good luck you two." Elizabeth piles into the vehicles headed for Ledmane.

Erin climbs into the untrustworthy landbound vehicles

The APC kicks up a spray of dirt behind it as it leaves the airfield behind, Michaela getting used to it. Then it hits the ramp up onto the road, keeps going up in a way APCs generally don't and buzzes away towards Skriveri a dozen yards above the ground

Dani: "Are we flying?"

"Oh that is bullshit." Elizabeth says as she looked out a hatch.

Michaela: "I am flying, you are riding."

Mina doesn't seem to care, as she's immersed in the tasks of commanding the unit.

Wei blinks, watching the APC fly. "...how does that even..." he pauses "Fucking Lunars! SCIENCE DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT!"

The flying APC gets a few loud shouts of surprise from the men before it disappears around a corner. Michaela can hear the panicked shouting of the men in the back.

"Don't worry, guys, we do this all the time. Or repeat after me: "Fucking Lunars."" Dani projects calming waves at them as she smiles reassuringly at them.

"And you fuckers bitch about MY bullshit?" Mara points at the flying APC, mildly offended

Elizabeth has no commentary to add. For once.

Michaela opens the throttle. Skiveri can't be far away at over a hundred mph, particularly as the Lunar flies
 
Watching one of your party members one-v-one a dragon.

First off, this is @Spectral Waltz's character and so might be able to recall/elaborate on details I don't.

Next... This is 4e, and we are level 8.

The scene is a massive conclave for representatives of all Religions in the game world. Due to both powerplays and being her current favorite sideshow... Our Invoker has accepted an invitation to be part of Tiamat's contingent. (My Paladin, one to Bahamut, was offered another slot but respectfully declined. We didn't even throw punches!) Among other things to even get into the door you need arcane wards painted on your person and only our Warforged Barbarian was with her on the first day long enough to get them. More are needed and act as keys to different locals in the meeting location. (This will be relevant later.)

Our Bard has managed to become the prime suspect of a murder of one of the Priests to the temple where this shin-dig is being held. So she's stuck in the inn room while my Paladin and the Barbarian help solve the murder. (It is relevant, I promise.) Of our three suspects/witnesses: we have a completely neurotic Kenku. (Think that one middle-manager from hell. They have a thimble-full of power and they will milk it for all it's worth and way beyond.); A halfling artist who is running away from his despotic revolutionary father; and a Tiefling Archiologist who is interested in a certain treasure in the temple.

Our bard is the primary suspect it seems purely by virtue of being the only one to leave. The was attacked and killed just outside the bar/inn while he was puking up a bit. He seemed to be killed by swords and flame, though we're not sure which.

We weren't able to figure out who killed the priest... But I was able to figure out why. But when we send for someone from the temple to confirm or deny my theory... Demons invaded. And attacked the city on their way to the temple. This of course cleared the temple as all the clerics, Avengers, Paladins, and one Invoker all went to the walls to repel the invasion.

Our Barbarian starts to sprint to the temple, but due to a bad second roll isn't able to find our Invoker to pass on Charis's theory/warning. We have a pair of sending stones, and the Invoker has one! ...But the other one is with the Bard. Who in three hours cooped up in the room has apparently turned it into quite the impressive pillow fort. And then has to go rally the townsfolk to keep them alive before wondering off to find the source of our little pests. My paladin is busy with more street level demons and turning them into a meal to keep them from attacking the civilians.

However, our Invoker is able to roll well enough to realize that not only is this some sort of distraction But that the only place it could be distracting from is inside the walls of the temple themselves. So she returns to the hall (Empty) But there are doors open that weren't before. She tries to enter... And runs straight into an Arcane wall. The wards she has don't grant permission for that location. So... She climbs out a window to the outdoors and tries to climb up. When that doesn't work, she pulls a Ness and uses PK Thunder to launch herself up thirty feet to the roof of the building. (Damage was taken.) Almost as soon as she settles down to wait, a robed figure opens a window and makes to leap out of it likely with some method of flight.

A chain prayer that immobilizes on hit stops that... But doesn't stop the transformation into a giant Silver Dragon. We weren't told the Age Category, but it was easily over Adult. Chains shatter on the end of its turn. It also breath weapons her for cold and fire damage and also gives her Vulnerable 5. (Homebrew dragon with a hint that not everything was as it initially appeared.) Invoker's response, 'You ain't getting away from me that easily!' and jumps down on it. (Fall damage taken. +Vulnerable) Stunning Prayer, Dragon misses next turn, but saves the Stun.

This continues for a few more rounds until our invoker is at about 4 HP and finally decides to bail. Having eaten about 100 HP off of the dragon, but not yet bloodied it. Spec also did a calculation... Most of the damage taken by the Invoker... Self-inflicted.
 
This continues for a few more rounds until our invoker is at about 4 HP and finally decides to bail. Having eaten about 100 HP off of the dragon, but not yet bloodied it. Spec also did a calculation... Most of the damage taken by the Invoker... Self-inflicted.

Between hitting myself with a lightning bolt just to get up to the roof in the first place and then jumping twenty feet onto a dragon's back, I did just over half of my HP in damage to myself. The dragon toasted me and then clawed me in the side (while thankfully missing the follow-up bite attack) for the rest.

For those curious, my build is effectively 'all the stuns' followed by 'if I hit you with lightning or thunder damage, I get to push you around' with all but two of my abilities dealing lightning or thunder damage.
 
My DM is starting a Pathfinder 2e campaign soon, and I am working on making an Anadi character.

It is memoriable as I am going to see how long it takes the party to figure out that I am actually a giant spider.

(in Pathfinder 2e, Anadi are giant spiders that can hide as humans, instead of being humans that turn into spiders. They are rather friendly and understand people are a fraid of giant spiders, so do try to hide it.)
 
So I literally just had a incredibly memorable moment in my 5e D&D game over discord.
The Ravenloft campaign I play in has reached a break, we just finished our adventure in one domain and are moving on to Barovia to try and rescue our cleric from the dungeons of Strahd von Zarovich. We're actually about to take a break from ravenloft for a few weeks and I'm going to run a Pirate adventure to give our DM some time to relax but since its the halloween season we decided to have a non-canonical adventure using the recently released rules for running a speed run of Curse of Strahd.

So with our party of level 7 characters we prepared to have a suicide run at Strahd... and D&Dracula totally wrecked us in the end as expected. Our paladin, one of our important sources of healing and anti-mind control went down to Strahd's initial surprise fireball.
But we did better than expected and I got to have a moment where I got to unload everything in my character's arsenal in one round against Strahd.

My Character, Gorbash, is a Dragonborn Battlemaster Fighter (recently upgraded to a Metallic Dragonborn from the new WoTC book). A few Domain's ago we did a favor for the mad wizard that ran that particular domain and we got a choice of magic items as a reward (as well as the option to draw from the Deck of Many things, which is how our cleric ended up in Strahd's dungeon in the first place). The Reward I chose? A Sunblade.

I'm sure at time my DM regrets letting me have this weapon because it's been hella useful a number of times. And that came into play here because a Sunblade is very much an anti-vampire weapon.

Since I knew I basically had one shot to hurt Strahd as much as possible before he destroyed us utterly I unloaded everything I could against Strahd. Using the Fighter ability action Surge I got to unload 4 attacks against the vampire with an anti-vampire sword, and for each of those attacks I burned a superiority dice to add more damage dice. Plus the sword creates an aura of sunlight that hurts vampires and cancels some of their abilities.

By the time I was done I was totally out of gas but I had knocked Strahd on his vampire ass and beaten him down to about half health. I was pretty proud of that.

Of course immediately after Strahd charmed me and had me turn off my Sunblade, and then basically mopped up the rest of the party in a single round (legendary actions are a bitch to deal with).

But we went into the session knowing Strahd was going to kick our asses so it wasn't a huge surprise that we lost. Still it was a great adventure, and I'm only covering my personal highlight moment. Great Halloween season fun.
 
My DM is starting a Pathfinder 2e campaign soon, and I am working on making an Anadi character.

It is memoriable as I am going to see how long it takes the party to figure out that I am actually a giant spider.

(in Pathfinder 2e, Anadi are giant spiders that can hide as humans, instead of being humans that turn into spiders. They are rather friendly and understand people are a fraid of giant spiders, so do try to hide it.)

(it is not that big, but it is important for me as I have been progressing well at tabletop rping).
to continue this, we are finally at the pre-game test sessions, and I have gotten a lot better at rping in character for tabletop games.

The setting for our pathfinder 2e is modified and set up to be more like Zootopia or Beastars, with all the species made more animalistic (like humans are canines, elves are deer, Dwarves as badgers and so on.) it is a nice take on fantasy tropes and such.

what is memorable is finally learning how to easily jump into character and improvise a fun personallity.
(this is all level 1 still)
Basically, my swashbuckler, a "wolf", was grappled by one drunk dock worker, with another punching my muzzle on their turn and trying to intimidate me. It of course hurt and would be bloodying my snout, but I did smirk and go "hey, at least invite me to dinner first, you two" and other cheeky little things like mocking their failed intimidation with "oh, I didn't know you were into that".

It was just not my turn yet, and the did not know I was using the gymnast style and could easily turn the grapple around on the on my turn, and was able to help my team get more shots in that ended the fight quickly. It was fun learning how to use bad luck to a roleplay advantage, and create someone more cheeky and taunting than I am myself to annoy enemies with.
 
The setting for our pathfinder 2e is modified and set up to be more like Zootopia or Beastars, with all the species made more animalistic (like humans are canines, elves are deer, Dwarves as badgers and so on.) it is a nice take on fantasy tropes and such.
I think there are a few actual tabletops with that premise…something Iron?

Did the furrification give any bonuses as well?
 
I think there are a few actual tabletops with that premise…something Iron?

Did the furrification give any bonuses as well?
I don't know if I heard of that iron one, it sounds nice. I had seen the bird thing for dnd though.
Epyllion was a let down for how enthused I was for dragon tabletop gaming.
Ironclaw. Also its SF cousin, Myriad Song
And it's Eastern variant, Jadeclaw
There's also Humblewood, which was designed to be more or less compatible with D&D 5e.
 
Okay, it was like 9th grade, I was GMing Shadowrun 5th edtion for my friends (and some random classmates that I roped into the game), and I had no plan. Literally none. I had to wing it. That's right, I had to wing an entire session of shadowrun because I was totally unprepared. Honestly, that's pretty much my GMing style. Anyway, the bad guy for the adventure that I made up was a cyberzombie troll with the personality of the Joker, except much less well written. I don't remember what his evil plot was, or if he even had a plot. Anyway, the players finally tracked this guy down in a police station. Because this guy was a goddamn combat monster, I decided that he was cocky enough to let the players have a free shot at him. This was a mistake. The party's rigger used one of his drones to fire a full auto round in him with explosive rounds. My BBEG was dead as a doornail.
 
A player (pirate) siding with one of the main antagonists (revolutionary) because the future he proposed sounded cool.
 
Okay, it was like 9th grade, I was GMing Shadowrun 5th edtion for my friends (and some random classmates that I roped into the game), and I had no plan. Literally none. I had to wing it. That's right, I had to wing an entire session of shadowrun because I was totally unprepared. Honestly, that's pretty much my GMing style. Anyway, the bad guy for the adventure that I made up was a cyberzombie troll with the personality of the Joker, except much less well written. I don't remember what his evil plot was, or if he even had a plot. Anyway, the players finally tracked this guy down in a police station. Because this guy was a goddamn combat monster, I decided that he was cocky enough to let the players have a free shot at him. This was a mistake. The party's rigger used one of his drones to fire a full auto round in him with explosive rounds. My BBEG was dead as a doornail.
EXEX or what my group liked to call "triple EX", which was handloaded for +1P?

But yeah, if your players have built at all well this is just sorta gonna happen unless the dude has hardened armor
 
We were using the sample characters in the rulebook...
...ah, well, there's part of your problem. Some of those are legit just built incorrectly, and the rulebook assumes really low power. I'm assuming you used a guy who was maybe Professional Rating 3 who had an armor of what, 14? With 8-ish body?

Yeah, a good roll on a full burst will shred that.
 
...ah, well, there's part of your problem. Some of those are legit just built incorrectly, and the rulebook assumes really low power. I'm assuming you used a guy who was maybe Professional Rating 3 who had an armor of what, 14? With 8-ish body?

Yeah, a good roll on a full burst will shred that.
No, you misunderstand me. The PCs were the sample characters. The BBEG was a guy I made up. Your assumption is wrong. (He had more like 12 body)
 
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