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A short little story from my time as a DM.
Aside from the adventure with the Calzone Golem, this is the funniest bit that came out of that 3-year-long, meandering series of adventures. I wouldn't even call it a campaign, because it didn't have an over-arching plot or anything, just a series of canned adventures.
Anyway, fairly early in the group's career, they were at an inn along a mountain pass, and had kobolds show up. They fought the little bastards, and drove them off, where they fled down the well. So the dwarven cleric started praying in the type "forgive me for what I am about to do" and bought the inn's only cask of dwarven stout.
And poured it down the well.
I didn't twig to what they were doing until they dropped the lit torch in and booked it. I was laughing so hard that I decided they had wiped half the dungeon down there with the Fuel/Air explosion, and gave them the XP for all those encounters, but also damaged the structure and they'd have to deal with potential cave-ins.
I miss those days.
Aside from the adventure with the Calzone Golem, this is the funniest bit that came out of that 3-year-long, meandering series of adventures. I wouldn't even call it a campaign, because it didn't have an over-arching plot or anything, just a series of canned adventures.
Anyway, fairly early in the group's career, they were at an inn along a mountain pass, and had kobolds show up. They fought the little bastards, and drove them off, where they fled down the well. So the dwarven cleric started praying in the type "forgive me for what I am about to do" and bought the inn's only cask of dwarven stout.
And poured it down the well.
I didn't twig to what they were doing until they dropped the lit torch in and booked it. I was laughing so hard that I decided they had wiped half the dungeon down there with the Fuel/Air explosion, and gave them the XP for all those encounters, but also damaged the structure and they'd have to deal with potential cave-ins.
I miss those days.