Guest Author's Note: "Welcome to a tribute to the Handbook of Heroes by Swest, Digo Dragon, and I.
Ribbing one's allies for falling for a simple trap may bring amusement to some, but beware. Story Time: tell of epic temptations of fate - not the comeuppance, just the temptation itself."
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No mouse-over text? NOT A TRUE TRIBUTE! Harrrumph!
Now that that's out of the way, All my Character's true Epic Temptations of Fate are more in the line of "Elder God offers you instant Power with no obvious strings attached".
Okay, this happened when our cleric was out of town with family and we had a sub. It was the paladin, the sorcerer, the bard, the sub cleric, and myself the barbarian. We were in a dungeon that was filled with traps and while our bard was doing his best it was usually me or the paladin who had to tank the hit when he failed. This of course meant down time while the cleric healed us and complained about how stupid our bard was for trying to disarm the traps, how stupid I was for rushing in to protect the bard, and how stupid the paladin was for being in a party with us. The sorcerer was spider walking across the ceiling was comtemplating dropping something on the cleric but the rest of us just rolled our eyes and kept moving. A few hallways later the DM had us roll a check, don't remember what it was percisely, but I was the only one, aside from the spellcaster on the ceiling, who passed it. The DM said nothing but gave us that Cat who ate the Canery grin that always means someone's gonna die. We had been going down this hallway five feet at a time and on my next move the DM said, "Are you sure you want to do that?" I took a deep breath and nodded, swallowing the nervous butterflies rising in my stomach. "Okay, nothing happens. But now I need everyone but the Sorcerer to make a reflex save." "What for?" asked the Bard. "The pit trap that just opened up underneath the three of you." The cleric failed, the Paladin failed, and the Bard barely made the save. With a loud curse and the sound of a dozen pots and pans falling down stairs the Paladin and the cleric vanished from sight. "Huh. I was just going to drop that old orge loincloth we found last adventure on him, not the whole Paladin." the Sorcerer joked as I pulled the Bard to safety and fished out my rope.
That reminds me of the old "System Shock" check on AD&D 2e and how you could have that 99% success rate and still roll a 100 on your percentage dice. I've seen it twice in my career as a GM.
Guest Author's Note: "Welcome to a tribute to the Handbook of Heroes by Swest, Digo Dragon, and I.
Ribbing one's allies for falling for a simple trap may bring amusement to some, but beware. Story Time: tell of epic temptations of fate - not the comeuppance, just the temptation itself."