This is a story about a bad GM and me fuckin it up for him.
The situation: me (a chaotic good gnome sorcerer) and two other players come across a dwarven stronghold, we’re were asked to help fight an evil necromancer , they send a dwarf fighter with us, we battle our way to and through the evil wizards tower, only to find the evildoer teleporting away leaving us behind without a clue…
I imedeatly start scouring the wizards chamber for items and the GM must have felt he had to make up for the anti climax by making me find an incredibly powerful necklace, which I could cast a spell in, and I could then use to cast the same spell from the neclace as a free action, unlimited… the party was only lvl 5, so we were all like WTF! me happy and the other players crying not fair not fair!
The GM realized he had taken it too far so the dwarf told me the item belonged to the dwarves and it would be taken from me upon return to the stronghold.
That night, I snuck out leaving a glowing illusion letter floating in the air reading
Dear friends, be wise and think… let premature emotions sink.
Would it be wise, to follow my trail? Waste time and trace my tail?
You know when Looking inside me, nothing but good will find thee.
Better to look for evil in thy real enemy, and follow the wizard instead of me.
It pains me that I cannot remain, travel together and learn from thee
But thou shouldst not plan to steal from a friend, what he stole from the enemy
I carry no hate in my heart, and I hope neither does thee,
If I could decide, how it were, Ye would live in peace with me.
-Gono Waterhill-
haha nobody was happy with that… but I was obsessed with non meta game thinking at the time and I felt that was what my character would have done. X)
oh and it was long ago and English is not my first language (explaining the crappy old english grammar in the letter)