Katana1515
2015-07-03, 01:05 PM
We get a lot of negative threads about DMs, and rightly so. We have all suffered the pain of poor rule decisions, wet tissue paper plots, extreme railroading and my particular agony boring encounters.
But friends in the playground! We all still play this game years later, despite these annoyances! So unless we are masochist's for every moment of DM failure there must also be moments of true crowning awesome! I implore you to share them with me, so we can celebrate those brilliant GMs in our midst and perhaps compile some fun ideas for new DMs to take away to their own tables!
I suppose I should start!
1. Our party of evil adventurers once saved the world from a single piece of an Elder Evils back hair. The fight was titanic in proportion, the hair was the size of a skyscraper and did.... Things. I still shudder at the horror.
2. In the same game, our DM crafted a rival party of vampire NPC's. Their cover was as a band of travelling minstrels. As the fight began, I naturally assumed my guitar holding opponent was a bard and acted appropriately. It was only as the hidden blade dropped out of the guitar and it was swung at my head was I informed that this Barbarian musician refused to be parted from his 'axe'.
But friends in the playground! We all still play this game years later, despite these annoyances! So unless we are masochist's for every moment of DM failure there must also be moments of true crowning awesome! I implore you to share them with me, so we can celebrate those brilliant GMs in our midst and perhaps compile some fun ideas for new DMs to take away to their own tables!
I suppose I should start!
1. Our party of evil adventurers once saved the world from a single piece of an Elder Evils back hair. The fight was titanic in proportion, the hair was the size of a skyscraper and did.... Things. I still shudder at the horror.
2. In the same game, our DM crafted a rival party of vampire NPC's. Their cover was as a band of travelling minstrels. As the fight began, I naturally assumed my guitar holding opponent was a bard and acted appropriately. It was only as the hidden blade dropped out of the guitar and it was swung at my head was I informed that this Barbarian musician refused to be parted from his 'axe'.