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You know your goose is cooked when your party unanimously decides to flee from the Valley Dragon by escaping into the hillside caves. Your DM fights a crooked smile and by the time you've all realized your error, you're rolling for constitution before a village of cave goblins attack your fireside camp. There, in the damp, dank darkness of the cave, you wish you'd taken your chances with an L8 dragon instead of 1,000 screeching cave critters.
Alas, this eminent TPK was what your DM had planned all along.
You can almost hear their diabolical inner chuckles as they glance at your Bard, Cleric, and Barbarian from behind their little tri-fold note-guard. With the dice weighed against your favor, things aren't looking very good for your crew, but you've forgotten one critical component. Your wizard, clad from head to toe in fireball spells, winks at your party and flails the lot of them in one desperate attempt to escape. And as your party races for the exit, a fiery explosion erupts like the holiday fireworks show and goblin limbs glance over your shoulders with haste.
Perhaps this time, the party will survive with not but a singed rear and bruised egos.