I believe it’s no surprise that I play dnd with my buddies ever so often. I realized there are some crazy stuff that happens in our session and it would be great to share them with you guys. That and I can use this as a good record for the silliness.
At the beginning the party consisted only of me, and then it evolved into another friend, and another and then our last one joined a few weeks ago. We got a teifling rogue(Ee’a), half-ling barbarian(Ragnar), human warlock and warrior(The Black Swordsman. Seriously, that’s his name.), and a 1015 year old dwarf cleric(Kip). It’s been a non-stop crazy ride ever since. Here’s some stuff that has been said during our sessions. Fun fact, for the longest time, I felt like a momma cat trying to wrangle her kittens. ; ; Now with our cleric in the party, I have back up against these fools!
Ee’a: I pull out an animal from the animal bag.
DM: Alright roll for your animal.
Ee’a: I reach into the animal bag and pull out a pig!
The Black Swordsman: Sweet! Can I name your pig?
The Black Swordsman (ooc): Hey dm, can I name the pig bacon?
Ee’a(ooc): NO! You can’t just name my pig bacon. It’s my PIG. Get your own animal.
DM: -laughs- Roll for animal taming both of you guys.
We both roll and Ee’a fails her roll. ALL THE GROANS.
The Black Swordsman: Sweet. Come here bacon! There’s a good piggy!
The pig apparently goes to the human and sniffs his hand. Ee’a is secretly dying inside from frustration.
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