Share a wacky, weird, or otherwise ridiculous story from your D&D campaign.
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We had come across a clearing with a hippogriff in the center. Our rouge decides that he wants to ride it and rolls animal handling; it's a failure, but he gets on anyways. Hippogriff takes off and the rouge stabs it 200 feet up, this of course caused it to plummet to the ground instantly killing them both. My man kamikazed a hippogriff.
This was from a D&D club at my school, almost everyone had no clue what to do except a few players and the DMs. Of course, this led to quite a few moments, but this was my favorite.
During a campaign, we got sidetracked by a sidequest to hunt down a gang. This was after the rest of the party had tried to rob and burn down an old mans house, got chased around by the town militia, and one of them had to be rescued from jail. We went into the hideout, and came across several barrels of "coffee". My cleric character decided we needed to stop and eat, and we came across a croissant. In a gang hideout. This led to the entire party yelling "QUASONT!" at the top of their lungs, getting us kicked out of the library. Needless to say, the DM was not happy, and got a little trigger happy with the fights.
Worth it.
Two things:
First, I play in a campaign with my dad and brother. My brother's character is 3 feet tall, give or take a few inches. We were in the dungeon of an ancient castle, or actually, in the catacombs below the dungeon. We came across a green dragon, approximately the size of 3 school buses. My brother had a potion of cloud giant strength. He drank it, and it bumped his strength up to a 29. Then, this little 3 foot tall guy proceeded to strangle the dragon to death.
Oh, and there was also that time we established a democracy in a goblin horde.
I have another one. The guy we were supposed to kill was trying to force people into wearing a hat that would hypnotize them. Instead of killing him, we teamed up with him, and sold the hats and basically took over the world. Our dungeon master was furious...
I had a herbalist character and i tried to make a potion to heal the party. I got the worst roll ever, all my friends saw and knew it but of course their characters didnt. They needed to drink what was basically poison while we were laughing about it. They didnt die though, our master was a good guy.
Another time we were fighting a band of bandits. For some reason the master didnt want us to kill the leader, making him very difficult to hit. So we took it as a challenge and we did our best until we gave up and killed him (just made him unconscious). It turns out that he was the brother of one of the characters and we were supposed to talk to him xD
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A few years ago me any my friends had this dnd campagin going, and my friend, then dm, decided to try to scare us during a fight and said that the bushes were rustling with a terrifying aura surrounding it. Obviously, us being new players, were pretty spooked. So we point our weapons at it and a goat comes trotting out. Immediately I said "I KEEP THE GOAT" and the dm was like, "I mean there's no rules against it sure." So my character gets a pet baby goat and names it Derpy. Now, the rest of the players started this thing where at random points in the story, they would say "Derpy screams". It got to a point where the dm literally had to make a rule that we could only say it a maximum of 5 times per game. It was amazing.
I heard this one from my cousins: they had just gotten to the final boss, and ended up accidently turning it into a worm and then killing it with one shot. My one cousin said they just looked around and said, "so... this is it?"
I'm a DM. I do a school club, and my entire team got drunk and burned down a town after killing the mayor. Then they kidnapped a pig that is actually a eldritch being in disguies. They still scrafice people to it becuase they think it's a celestial being who is good. THE PIG ISN'T EVEN TRYING TO HIDE THE FACT IT'S EVIL. I love my team.
In the current campaign I am participating in at school, I became very small, I still have all the same stats (we learned that when someone tried to pick me up), I even have the same speed somehow, during the previous session I wandered into a mouse hole and tried to use my shortsword to fight a mouse that wanted to eat me, it did barely any damage so I tried punching the mouse, that was how I discovered that all my weapons are super weak but I can still punch something with normal damage, after that I encountered 20 mice and I am not sure if they are going to eat me.
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I'm a new DM trying to write a campaign. It was our second session after our practice one shot, and we were exploring a town where children had been disappearing. I'm playing with mostly new characters, and this one guy, (Warlock) decides that he doesn't want to pay for the Inn and decides to try to break into the town hall/mayor's house. He gets caught, and spends the night in jail. He didn't mind, since he was getting a free place to stay. We spent the rest of the session playing out his trial. The other players couldn't even defend him because there was no doubt that he committed the crime, so they were just trying to bargain for the smallest punishment. The verdict was that he would be banished from the town. If he helped return the children, his reward would be that he was allowed back in town. He missed out on any opportunities to visit the shop and ask questions before hand, and also won't get a reward when we finish the campaign.
I wish this wasn't closed! Once we had a random encounter with a Faerie Dragon. It kept pranking us, so we tried pranking each other to make it laugh. Eventually, our Cleric got frustrated and used Guiding Bolt, but got a Natural 1. So basically, he zapped himself in the butt and the Faerie Dragon was laughing so hard that it just went away. Our DM later told us that if that hadn't happened, it would have made us think we were being attacked by something much bigger. XD
I'm a DM. I do a school club, and my entire team got drunk and burned down a town after killing the mayor. Then they kidnapped a pig that is actually a eldritch being in disguies. They still scrafice people to it becuase they think it's a celestial being who is good. THE PIG ISN'T EVEN TRYING TO HIDE THE FACT IT'S EVIL. I love my team.
In the current campaign I am participating in at school, I became very small, I still have all the same stats (we learned that when someone tried to pick me up), I even have the same speed somehow, during the previous session I wandered into a mouse hole and tried to use my shortsword to fight a mouse that wanted to eat me, it did barely any damage so I tried punching the mouse, that was how I discovered that all my weapons are super weak but I can still punch something with normal damage, after that I encountered 20 mice and I am not sure if they are going to eat me.
Load More Replies... I'm a new DM trying to write a campaign. It was our second session after our practice one shot, and we were exploring a town where children had been disappearing. I'm playing with mostly new characters, and this one guy, (Warlock) decides that he doesn't want to pay for the Inn and decides to try to break into the town hall/mayor's house. He gets caught, and spends the night in jail. He didn't mind, since he was getting a free place to stay. We spent the rest of the session playing out his trial. The other players couldn't even defend him because there was no doubt that he committed the crime, so they were just trying to bargain for the smallest punishment. The verdict was that he would be banished from the town. If he helped return the children, his reward would be that he was allowed back in town. He missed out on any opportunities to visit the shop and ask questions before hand, and also won't get a reward when we finish the campaign.
I wish this wasn't closed! Once we had a random encounter with a Faerie Dragon. It kept pranking us, so we tried pranking each other to make it laugh. Eventually, our Cleric got frustrated and used Guiding Bolt, but got a Natural 1. So basically, he zapped himself in the butt and the Faerie Dragon was laughing so hard that it just went away. Our DM later told us that if that hadn't happened, it would have made us think we were being attacked by something much bigger. XD
