VERY poor Cask

I don't ever update...

Well, today we had a rather... different encounter. The party arrived at a city under attack by demos. After striking a deal with the captain of the guard, they agreed to help defend the city come nightfall and assault the demon's base in the morning.

Things started off pretty well. After firing several volleys of arrows at the approaching demon swarm, consisting of dretches and quasits plus one babau, Cask charged out, eager to prove his worth. This was... a mistake. He was promptly surrounded, and, only minutes before sunrise and the retreat of the opposing force, was torn to bits by the horde. Goodbye Cask, you were the only sane one in the group.

...Oh. Oh crap. He was the only sane one in the group. Next week's gonna SUCK...

Poor Cask...

So, we met for a game last Saturday. It's toward the end of the day, things are winding down, and the random encounter generator sets the party up against an ogre and a few Duergar. Now, Frank the rogue had already gotten them to believe the party had no cash, and they were all set to go. However, our Warforged, Cask, started up the encounter by threatening the Ogre, who had in turn threatened the party, and promptly got himself surrounded. Now, this in itself is pretty normal. What wasn't, came next.

We just had a new character join, a druid, who's first action was using Twisted Vines to trap the enemies. Of course, this included Cask, who was right in the middle of them. Next our pyromaniac paddlin' paladin (inside joke) tries to hit the ogre with a flaming arrow - and misses. Horribly. So, what I did was have it light the vines on fire, burning all those trapped - including Cask!. Already he's been betrayed by two of his friends, who he had stood up for.

Next, Nova the dragonborn asked if he could use his ice breath as sort of a frozen meteor attack, right on top of the opponents, which I allowed. Of course, guess who that included? That's right, Cask. So now not only was he surrounded, but he had been trapped, burned, and now frozen.

Within the round they had finished off the rest of the enemies, but poor Cask wasn't doing so hot. After declaring he was going to get some payback on the party for hurting him he decides to punish Mr. Pyromaniac by giving him a finger flick. Surely nothing can go wrong with this, right?

WRONG

In a phenomenal display of the universe flipping him the bird, Cask, upon flicking him, loses his finger. The rough conditions he had been through weakened his body to the point where he lost a digit just trying to get a small amount of revenge.

Poor guy...

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...i wonder how long it will take to transpose the first adventures of the group, or at least the highlights...

I shall be attempting to record the adventures of my COMPLETELY INSANE D&D group... PCs will be in the next post

If anyone reads this, and they see me not posting for a while, GET ON ME FOR IT. It likely means I've forgotten this blog exists, as I am liable to do