okay, my DnD group met again Saturday, but I only just now remembered to post this.
Okay, our party, consisting of an elven mage (MUST… KILL…), human druid, Haf-elven fighter (Me), and dwarven fighter, were on the run from this one warlord like guy who wanted to see us dead for killing off his garden (long story). Anyway, we’re in a cave, and we soon come to a fork. I want to go north, and since I’m the self-proclaimed leader of the group, I thought that the others would join me. But no, they decided that they might have better luck heading Southwest, which would lead them further away from our quarry. So, we decide to split up, despite my voiced objections, and we encounter different scenarios.
I found:
A kidnapped, innocent virgin (raises eyebrows suggestively) human princess, and after I slay her kidnappers (Human bandits), she decides to repay me with her hand in marriage, and we ride off into the sunset on my newly acquired Magical golden Stallion.
…Okay, that last part with the stallion’s a lie, but it only makes the next part seem all the more funny.
They found:
A cranky Rustmonster who was woken up by all the ruckus those guys made. That’s where the DM left off.
Now, what does this tell you about going against the leader’s judgement? ^^
