I once used a wild magic wand while pointing it straight up in the air. Rolled d100 and summoned a full sized elephant which proceeded to smear me like a grape when it landed from the open air.
We used polymorph on Baba yaga's house, turning it into toad, while she was still in it. The hag fell 15-20 feet and landed prone surrounded by the party.
Reviving a Naga after we killed it. All of the party hated the idea but I persisted until I brought the giant snake monster back to life. It then proceeded to block our way and I did my best to try and ask it to get out of the way. It eventually got annoyed by my failed attempts and moved back into its den, allowing us inside. The people trying to control the Naga were caught unaware as they had seen their creature killed, not expecting anyone to revive it or remove it from the opening. The party, already irate, spared no one, looting everything not nailed down once the battle was over and wanting to leave. I said my goodbyes to the Naga but it followed me out, having grown curious about my actions. The party hated this too because the giant snake was curious, uncontrollable, and obvious. Made the campaign far more interesting, though.
I jumped off a Spelljamming vessel and cast Compelled Duel on a gigantic space creature chasing us. I was Warforged, so I wouldn’t automatically die, but I figured I would be lost in space forever and fully expected it to be the end of the character.
My session I had just about an hour ago fits this perfectly. Was supposed to be a one shot but it's turned into a campaign because we're having fun with pirates! Anyway our dm forgot that being pirates meant that we're morally ambiguous at best and tried to have us answer for raiding the merchant's store while things were attacking in the mist and the fact that I, a storm sorcerer used lightning bolt twice in combat and blasted a hole through a tavern wall and a home! It was a run down port town so the buildings were rather old and worn so before anyone could question us we just get on our ship and leave with our dm warning us that we'll have someone coming of us if we do. Me and my roommate just say "and we care why?" And the dm says "good guy heros don't run after causing so much destruction" which we laugh and at the exact same time we say "pirates!" To her defense though, she's never dmed a full on evil campaign until now and we're not even that evil.
We polymorphed a goat on our ship into a human man, because one of the players was curious. We probably gave a traumatic experience to a creature not understanding what happened
Ran a adventure in a catacomb. To get from 1 rm to another (Binding of Issac style now) they had to figure out how or fight something. 1 rm had a brick path through this gelatinous green pulsing good. If you touched it, it 'liked' you. Our Anthropomorphic Fox slid a toe in it. Right away a good blob started racing up his body towards his face. Let the hyjinx insue. He starts freaking out. It keeps moving. If he pulls a piece off, it moves faster to his face. It goes for his mouth so he stops screaming and clamps his mouth shut. That's OK, his nose looked nice. He clamps his hands over his nose. Now, he can't breathe. It take a few rounds. His party stuck at what to do, after all they don't want it on them. Or Fox is making I need air panic noise. The goo waits, plusing. Finally he gasps for air, to right away squeaking distress as it slides into his mouth. Then he stops. Looking shocked. He chews a second. "It's @#$ING LimeGreen JELLO!" He's no longer hungry and his aches no longer hurt. Hence the birth of my Animated Limegreen Jello. All it wants to be eaten. +2D8 to health. 1 serving is enough to keep your hunger sated. (This was 12+ years ago)
During the final boss battle of our Rime of the Frostmaiden Campaign, the fighter used a Wand of Vicious Mockery to sing an entire distrack at Auril the Frostmaiden he'd wrote. The BBEG and and dreaded goddess failed the save and burned a Legendary Resistance to avoid 1d4 damage and the humiliation of letting anyone realize it'd effected her.
Nat 20 on Dragon Anatomy check. I didn't know if my character would know what a kobold was, let alone if they could tell what gender they were, so I rolled to see if he would know if Kobolds had sexual dimorphism of species he was definitely acquainted with. I phrased it in the msot eloquent and sophisticated manner: "Imma rolling for dragon breasts!" The awesome part is, this actually ended up tying into his backstory, as I didn't have it the most fleshed out. Now my Plasmoid druid had a teacher who taught him medicine and was a good friend. They got mind controlled by the hag in Curse of Strahd, where my Druid proceeded to 1v1 his teacher and came out on top. Kind of. The campaign died before we got there, but the DM agreed that this is what happened officially. Anyway, in the backstory, after leaving the teacher to see more of he world he wandered and saved a juvenile silver dragon with his medicinal skill. Their family was thankful and taught him a lot about dragons and a lot of magic that he was not strong enough to cast, but appreciated it anyway. This was how I explained his druidic ability to learn more spells since they just get spells much like the Sorcerer or Cleric. Rather than gaining a deeper connection to nature (which may have been a bit confusing due to being in Barovia controlled by Strahd. Stuff gets weird because of that, after all.), he simply knew the spells but was not strong enough to use them yet. Ultimately was just a flavor difference, but it did feel nice. Proud that this one silly moment, since it led to a huge, important part of his backstory. This was the same campaign where we, a a group, unwittingly formed a harem.
I was playing a Tiefling, and we were fighting a "boss battle" at the end of a questline. There were big brazier's in the room. So I doused myself in oil, lit myself on fire, and ran around hugging enemies. I used disengage to not take AOO. It worked surprisingly well. I got burnt pretty bad, but our Cleric was able to heal me and the rest of the team took care of the real fighting.
My favorite thing that I've done in multiple campaigns is something I call the Yeet. It is basically just an attack roll for a push. Favorite use of the Yeet was when I was playing a Half Orc Cleric of Peace, and my party was doing Wild Beyond the witchlight, and we were at the log cabin where the hag with the riding horse lived. What happened was that there was a line of tin soldiers and I said, "Hey DM, the soldiers are in a line, right?" ("Yeah") "Okay. I preform... The Yeet." It basically caused some chaos, and some of them were prone, and we were able to get them to 0 hp or running away because of it.
How can you mess up the subtitles that much !? You have a script FFS, it's not that complicated to make a subtitle file copy/pasting from the script... Even YT auto-subtitles has less errors than your own subtitles ...
Curse of Strahd campaign. My bard had Disguise Self and very high charisma (like bards do). I negotiated with my DM about how, in the Murder House, there was a statue of Strahd and a letter we'd found that could give a clue to what his speech mannerisms might sound like. Using these, I wondered if I might be able to disguise myself as Strahd and tell the cultists to knock it off so we could escape. Not only did we side-step a whole boss battle, but I found an excuse to say, "What is a man?!? A miserable, little pile or secrets!!!!"
Going to an enemy's ship alone as a rogue, burning their Sails and musk on the ship and firing their cannons inwards, almost drowned but still proud that I sank a ship
We were storming an Izzet magi-tech stronghold in a Ravnica game. Our level 9 party was being shot at by some automated arcane artillery that alternates rounds aiming for a target and shooting a Fireball of force damage as we cross the field. My Beast Barbarian dashed ahead to try to train the cannon on herself to take the blast instead of the party, then used her climb speed to scale the wall and throw a Javelin of Lightning down the barrel of the cannon. The DM, not thinking I'd do something so stupid as to introduce damaging electricity to infamously volatile Izzet tech, determines that the entire apparatus and the wall it's lodged in explodes to the tune of 15d10 force damage, launching her off the parapet for an additional 4d6 falling damage. My Barbarian had 120 max HP, as in addition to having +4 in CON, had insane luck on rolling hit dice on level-up, averaging around 9 on a d12, and was able to survive both the first shot and the detonation with 3 HP.
So I accidentally broke reality. Long story short in a game I'm currently in I'm playing a custom race with a big long backstory (All DM approved. He made it actually based on what I said I wanted). Anyway as part of my character's personal quest she's trying to learn about who she is as she's developed amnesia. At one point we fought and beat a cult and found a ritual circle. While the party rested, me and one other member went closer, and got sucked in. We found ourselves in a strange area floating in the void, with four paths in different directions. Apparently this was something tied to my character, so I wandered in one direction while the other player stayed in the center. I managed to see weird flashbacks of my past before escaping (And getting a new power of one of my racial powers, which made it heal the party so that was fun). Issue was... the other player was still inside, and trapped. So I ended up having to go *back* into the portal, and leaving with them. We took a different path this time, and I got a magic item as a result! So my stupidity of leaving the party member behind accidentally resulted in me getting two rewards instead of one... somehow lol
Had to deliver a secret message to a gold dragon that was leading an army. We were in their camp and the dragon was flying overhead supervising, I figured my sorceror's best way to get his attention was to metamagic a fireball into a thunderball and set it off somewhere ( safely ) in camp. What I forgot is that they were going to go into battle against an army that had plenty of artificers and thus plenty of big artillery. The thunderball sounded like a mortar landing and the entire camp freaked out thinking they were under attack. Ended up getting the hell beat out of me by three dragons and our party's monk, but I managed to whisper my message to the general. Ended up imprisoned for that one despite my diplomatic immunity. Worth.
Not me, but my players: It was a homebrew OneShot, the players had to save a small portside town from zombie pirates that emerged from the ocean every sunset. Unbeknownst to them, a young man from the town took a piece of the pirates treasure (a ring) to propose to his girlfriend, and the pirates want it back. Think, "Pirates of the Caribbean". Anyway, the player enter the town, help fight the pirates back for the day, and go look for clues. Of course they get sidetracked and go into the local brothel, only to find that there are no men or women there - only ghosts. Once they discovered that, they had to try it out. Just for fun, we did the "roll for 'performance' " thing, and one of them got a nat20. We never finished the OneShot after that.
My halfling thief was attacked by a dire wolf and promptly pooped himself, I asked the DM if I could throw my poop at it to blind it. Successful roll. I got away safely but smelt awful until we got to a river.
My extremely conspicuous half-orc had stolen some bombs a few sessions ago (that's a whole other story) and went to an artificer's shop to ask about exactly what they did, even taking out one of the bombs to show him. The thing is, we were on the run at the time, and the bombs were apparently illegal, so after a while, the artificer got suspicious and called for the guards. I then had my character run out the door, cast Disguise Self to look like a human, and walk back in just as the guards got there. I managed to fool the guards into thinking the half-orc (me) had run off and pointed them in the opposite direction of the rest of the party. Everyone was amazed at how I had somehow managed to pull that off, but that's not where this anecdote ends. Despite everyone's calls to quit while I was ahead, I had my disguised character chat up the artificer and ask about what the half-orc (again, me) was asking him about, and I got the rest of the information I was after. For the next few weeks, I was a legend.
Not me. But my sister, an Aasimar healer decided to offer some salsa with "special" mushrooms in it to a massive group of pixies in a micro-plane that had a lot of fey creatures. That party turned into a game of polymorph "tag". Our wizard ended up a bullette, and our Kitsune bard ended up as a Llama, leading to many emperors new groove references. My character wasn't present due to party differences. But I enjoyed listening to the hilarity that ensued.
In the campaign I'm playing a eloquence bard the party it suppose to protect a prince as well as be the main villains and CIA/Team Rocket type deal. Basically our party got stalled for a month for irl reasons and we proceed to arrive at the city called Thenapten which is suffering from flooding. We went under water and found that from one of the prince's party members that the prince and his clone sister which is a story for another time are trapped under the mayor's house being forced to fight by a goddess of madness and chaos for a couple of days now. Here comes the dumbest thing I'm proud of, the party rushed in to make sure the 2 royals are safe and I decided to distract by polymorphing into a t-rex and bite a goddess of madness and chaos which did distracted her. Then a party member decide to cast banish on the goddess and we booked it after basically mugging her of her spear, the party believed that she is 100% playing with us but not willing to risk it, we ran. Busting through ground and running through the city as a t-rex was probably not the smartest move but it was the funniest. All in all bite a goddess as a t-rex to save 2 royals then ran through the city causing so much havic on the way out.
>Covertly taking out a series of 5 towers arranged in a plus sign. >Four outside towers are powered by specific schools of magic and need an opposite school of magic (this was a module ported over from 2e to 5e) >Playing a homebrew Speedster class my dm made >Uses a combination of abilities to become gargantuan ans knock over two of the towers to make the magic center easier to dispel >Half-Ogre Lumberjack am I
2 stories : - Barbarian in an investigation scenario, I wasn't paying real attention as my character was illiterate and an idiot, so could not follow the reasoning its teammates. We finally found the house of the killer we were looking for, so I believe it's my time to shine, but when we found in the basement the killer, he has just been killed by another guy that was looking for him. Not happy, I scream : "You stole my fight, come to fight me !" and charged. Not a crit, but strike and good damage for the level (we were level 2 or 3 and maybe he took 15). It happened that this guy was a shapeshifter and the real killer, some of my friend had suspicion about a shapeshifter but none guessed it was him, I had no idea. - Pathfinder campaign. We befriended EVERY SINGLE CREATURE that let us talk (except for a naga, because the paladin had some trouble with Chaos, and a lich, as we had a cleric that thank undead were heresy). Our minister council was the most diverse you'll ever see : human (classic), dwarf, half-orc (people of the group), kobold, dragon, centaur, and a few others. We even had at some point a horse in the council (intelligent mount of the paladin)
Not me but my buddy. It was actually a 13th Age game, but we were try to convince the Elf Queen to give us the bone of an ancient green dragon to return to The Council of Scales. This was to be a peace offering to end a war. My buddy was playing an Elf Ranger and asked the GM if there was any kind of ritual in Elvish history that could be performed to help argue the importance of what we were doing. GM had him roll a history check. He rolled low. GM said if one could use interpretive dance to explain the importance of what they wanted to do, that the queen would be compelled by tradition to allow whatever they wanted to be done. Without hesitation he jumped out his chair and performed a 5 minute dance for us as we all just were falling out laughing. GM didn't even make him roll to see if it succeeded. We got the bones.
While trying to get information my disguised homebrewed half Tiefling/half Drow accidentally convinced a hobgoblin she was interested in him. She was able to get into places she would not have been able to otherwise as a result. She felt really bad about it and "broke up" with him soon after.
One of my characters talked about an NPC behind his back Aunt. That said, NPC arrived while he was talking s*** about that MPC the others tried to tell my character to stop because they were behind me, but my character didn't notice and just kept on talking s*** my character got knocked out for that rightly so don't regret it though😂
Not sure if it's the biggest one, but the first one that comes to my mind is fighting bandits with a stick of salami. Twice. In the same tavern. There was no mechanical reasons to do it, it just kinda made more sense for my character to use improvised weapon in these particular situations, even though she is a monk and unarmed fighting would make more sense in general
I played a human barbarian outlander who was utterly fascinated by, but completely ignorant to, magic. None of the members of his tribe were magic casters of any kind, and his first encounter with magic was in the ruins of a wizards tower. The party had been sent there, at level 2, to find some kids who had wandered away from home. We encountered a portal at the top of the tower, all shimmery and clearly magical. We all rolled perception, and I failed. My character (INT 7), too enamored by the pretty magic, stuck his hand inside the portal, ignoring all of the blood and bits of bone scattered around the area. Turns out the other end of the portal was a really pissed off group of hobgoblins. Cue my barbarian getting absolutely decimated. I'm proud of this because, even though my character death sucked, it was entirely in character. We had no concept of any consequences, this was supposed to be a simple "go find the kids" quest, and so I decided that it was okay to let my character do what he would do in this situation. The rest of the party got a laugh out of my character being such an idiot, and I got to roll up a new character afterwards
I multiclassed. Warlock + Sorcorer Wild Magic. I was the Wyrdlock. I don't understand how this character managed to survive, especially since his standard cantrip attack wasn't Eldritch Blast, it was Shocking Grasp, from the sorcerer list. He was a lot of fun to play.
Playing Ascent, I challenged our bard to clear a bridge of demons/devils (I keep mixing those two up) by saying that he should talk them, cause they are both the same thing. My friend's char pulled a rabbit out of his ass, and cleared the damn bridge without any combat. All because my druid/wizard was being an ass
A bit homebrew, I ended up becoming the final boss and as a Technomancer I could delay cast on electronics so couldn’t be counter spelled, my friend I forget his class, built a robot I helped program…I put upcast “find vehicle” in it to summon a train directly 30ft above it, the activation phrase? TRAAAAINNNNNN RAINNNNN
My Oath of Odin (homebrew technically) Paladin sold a deed of a well off tavern to a guy who had a summer home in the place the tavern was located for 78 Platinum. The stupid thing is, my paladin burned the place down a few weeks ago in order to help fake the death of the NPC who owned it and to frame his dad whom he was on a quest to kill. Didn't (as far as he knows) incur any ill will from Odin
So, I always do silly names for DnD and wanted to called Piggly von Wiggly. But the DM I was playing with only wanted us to use canon names. I was playing an Elf, and scoured for hours, citing sources and bloodlines and lore as to how the name would be lore-friendly. What was the name you ask? Dildar In'as Qiefus. Quite proud of that one.
DM here. Homebrew rule that those who cast Darkness can see through their own spell. I had a Shadow Monk who wanted benefits from being in dim light or darkness, but not be within melee of an enemy who could see through his own 10’ radius Darkness. So she cast Darkness despite the party saying it was a waste of a move. I asked her to make a spell attack roll, and rolled one for my enemy. I told her that her spell managed to overpower his, so now he’s blinded while she isn’t, alongside the ally with Blindsight fighting style. The table erupted, shocked that I’d allow that; I reasoned that only one Darkness could be applied at a time, and winner takes over the space.
I am the forever DM, one game the party had to hide from guards inspecting the rooms of an Inn to find them for a crime they didn't commit. well All members decided to hide in there room where there isn't much space in the first place. So imagine a guard entering a room and seeing a Huge Barbarian holding up a blanket just enough to cover up to the eyes so the Barbarian can still see, a rouge hiding in a dark corner with blades out ready to fight, 2 mages under the bed with magic ready to fire and the priest preparing the last rites of whoever entered. At this point I explain how the guard who is alone in this part of the Inn and could scream to alert the other 3 guards to come to his aid decides that it is best to exclaim that this part of the Inn was empty, looked around again before slowly closing the door and walking away calmly. This same guard would appear again later on as the real criminal called for the guards as he was the leader of the town but was using travelers as scapegoats. The guard burst in with the other 3 from earlier, looks at the party kicking the leader's ass and proceeds to calmly walk his group back out the door before closing them and exclaiming that the scream must have come from another room as the party hears the guards run away after that.
Evil campaign. The pirate captain of our party was trying to get his ship out of impound and that was his motivation to adventure. In a fight with a young dragon, he tried to intimidate by shouting 'You know who the fxk I am?!' Both the pirate and dragon roll 20s. Intimidation and History, respectively. "Yes, he does know you. On hearing this, he goes to leave ..." Barbarian grabs it by the tail as it tries and que the DM having this once proud young dragon trying to negotiate his way out. We made it a favor for his life and he came back in the finale.
Took on a stone giant as a human in a bare knuckle brawl. Lost big time, but due to the ballsiness of my actions (as well as some good charisma rolls) I managed to become the most respected man in town and got a bunch of money from admirers. Later, in a desperate battle, that same stone giant, Iggy- short for Igneous- showed up with his brothers to save the day.
So, I play in a campaign, where me and another gm alternate gm'ing. We often call to talk over what we want to do, but try to leave out anything that could cause metagaming. One time he was thinking of using mimics, 2 sessions later we enter a room with torches al around the wall, my barbarian paladin proceeds to immediately walk up to a torch to hand it to the human wizard so he does have to keep lighting up his hat to see. Low and behold all the torches were mimics. The stupid part is that the wizard used the light cantrip to light up his hat and didn't need a torch, but I was very proud of my in character moment as a dumb(int 6) half orc and just wanting to help out
everyone knows there's a very fine line between idiotic and genius. You can say which this is. My rouge and my party was facing the BBEG, and i decided to try and steal his weapon mid attack via my held action. The table looked at me like i was insane. DM said,"uhhhh ok? This'll be a very high DC. So, roll slight of hand" Nat 20. Needless to say i now had hold the BBEGs weapon and the damage that was done went from 10d5 necrotic/slashing to 2d3 unarmed.
My character thought he was being hunted, he willing became a were tiger. The cleric found out about me being a were tiger. He said he went to cast remove cure, I told him to roll for infinitive. I wanted a reason to PvP him since out of character he was a shitty player, as soon as I said that he changed his entire mood and acted chill with my character's choice. I don't normally pick PvP but that moment was when I wanted it to happen.
My Paladin/Bard walked right into a Fire Trap by accident. It took away half his health in a single shot. My character then was NOT a fan of fire, and I've been MUCH more careful about traps ever since. (edit: this also was fucking hilarious because it was the ONE time I didn't check for traps, we were in an art room, I thought it'd be fine, and it wasn't) I also took the opportunity to make a Family Guy reference. [Before healing myself]
Got to this segment where we keep dying and coming back in this weird dungeon. 3rd or 4th time dying, confused no idea who I am. Start venting to a wight about my situation and just having a mental breakdown as I trauma dump on the poor undead, said Wight is trying really hard to kill me as I sit there.... Failing miserably, no swing hits as I sit there, even stick my neck out to make it easier for them, still fail. (GM is crying from laughter) Eventually just stand up and scooch away slightly to avoid the slimes with the Wight who I started calling Jeff, and explaining my whole dying, coming back and not remembering who I was... Eventually tell Jeff I was just gonna leave, encountered more Wights and some skeletons. Same thing completely zero fucks and zero hits till a skeleton finally hits me and I start heckling the Wights. Find their boss a Red Wizard lady who's trying to make smart ooze or something I was tuning her out and just agreed to help her. Probably took a wrong turn and ran into a sentient room... Several voices but I learned that you don't mess with Jimmy, cause's he's the guy and got pasted by Jimmy... The literal wall. Me and my GM couldn't stop laughing.
Met an ancient red dragon named "Zerkhan", and upon learning it's name my bard immediately interrupted it to blurt out "Zerk on deez nuts!" Zerkhan didn't like that, and combat started soon after. Eventually, Zerkhan is close to death. And my bard, without skipping a beat, kills him with vicious mockery by yelling "Zerk on deez nuts!" Multiple sessions later, the party meets someone named "Raliqur". Allow me to transcribe the exchange that happened upon learning his name. My bard: "Raliqur? I barely-" Dm: "Never mind, his name is Ralick now."
0:58 I rolled Hi. Are the subtitles auto generated? I was confused when I heard it, because it sounded off It, it was off. It was hi instead of high!? I, i didnt know that hi and high had a subconscious audible difference??
Split apart an ancient evil into 5 cards..... then convinced the DM to let me roll to create a CHILDREN'S CARD GAME...... to combat this ancient evil should it or anyone that would use its power emerge in the future..... I won the roll..... much to the DM's reluctance
So we were in a lab and we had just killed all of the vedalkin tumor monsters and my character had the hands of one of the evil characters and after continuously punching a control panel I remembered I had the hands and put them on the control panel, felt really proud of that... Then the specifically 10 ft by 10 ft door opened I was greeted by a beholder :) I was a barbarian btw
Mythrylyn Mynro, Cleric 3/Illusionist 5 tracked down the Grandmother of Assassins, a sweet little old lady with a pair of adamantine knitting needles, in the base of her stone tower, disguised as an ordinary tavern bustling with dozens of customers. Does anything about this scenario sound remotely smart? This was Second Edition rules, when carrying around a bag full of potions of Rock To Mud as entirely possible, Chromatic Orb caused Stinking Cloud which prevented Verbal spells, Wraithform made the caster indistinguishable from undead or cloud was Somatic only, and 11 potions of Rock to Mud sank the entire Assassins' Guild into muck that solidified back into stone after the building's rubble settled. The DM refused to give me XP for defeating 97 assassins ranging in level from 9 to 20, and their hundreds of undead henchmen. Reason for the visit? Wanted to know which party member was hiring assassins to "keep me on my toes".
For some reason my paladin rolls horrible on anything charisma or intelligence related. However. In combat. I roll nothing but 18 and 20 on grappling and have begun using misty step to elbow drop and strangle any enemy we come across. For some reason. I killed a demon this way at level 4 (demon was level 13) after rolling nothing but 20s on acrobatics, strength and dexterity. All while having a conversation with the demon about my traitor/murderer of a wife. The cleric was not amused.
I'm under the impression you're auto-generating text for the subtitles because they keep coming out mismatched from what you say. I love the channel and also please have someone proofread and listen to the video before it goes live?
So did something bad happen to Dave makes noises the other narrator? Been wondering what happened to him. I mean enjoy listening to Brian but a guys got to take a break after a while.
is it me or is it the spelling for the words are being fudged by an AI? (picks up tazer) MrRipper i can fix that for you 😁 (proceeds to taze a nearby iphone)
Speech to text rolled a 1 to translate this episode.
I've been trying to figure out half of these words. It's ROUGH
yea this one was really bad!
half-elf = heartfelt
meanwhile half health = half elf
@@john-vl3mm Ah, half health, my favorite race option
Cool, I thought I was having a stroke while reading them
I once used a wild magic wand while pointing it straight up in the air. Rolled d100 and summoned a full sized elephant which proceeded to smear me like a grape when it landed from the open air.
We used polymorph on Baba yaga's house, turning it into toad, while she was still in it.
The hag fell 15-20 feet and landed prone surrounded by the party.
Reviving a Naga after we killed it. All of the party hated the idea but I persisted until I brought the giant snake monster back to life. It then proceeded to block our way and I did my best to try and ask it to get out of the way. It eventually got annoyed by my failed attempts and moved back into its den, allowing us inside. The people trying to control the Naga were caught unaware as they had seen their creature killed, not expecting anyone to revive it or remove it from the opening.
The party, already irate, spared no one, looting everything not nailed down once the battle was over and wanting to leave. I said my goodbyes to the Naga but it followed me out, having grown curious about my actions. The party hated this too because the giant snake was curious, uncontrollable, and obvious. Made the campaign far more interesting, though.
had a heated argument with an already pissed off ancient gold dragon and won
I jumped off a Spelljamming vessel and cast Compelled Duel on a gigantic space creature chasing us. I was Warforged, so I wouldn’t automatically die, but I figured I would be lost in space forever and fully expected it to be the end of the character.
Mad Libs before our sessions. We always do it. It's dumb but it's so much fun.
My session I had just about an hour ago fits this perfectly. Was supposed to be a one shot but it's turned into a campaign because we're having fun with pirates! Anyway our dm forgot that being pirates meant that we're morally ambiguous at best and tried to have us answer for raiding the merchant's store while things were attacking in the mist and the fact that I, a storm sorcerer used lightning bolt twice in combat and blasted a hole through a tavern wall and a home! It was a run down port town so the buildings were rather old and worn so before anyone could question us we just get on our ship and leave with our dm warning us that we'll have someone coming of us if we do. Me and my roommate just say "and we care why?" And the dm says "good guy heros don't run after causing so much destruction" which we laugh and at the exact same time we say "pirates!" To her defense though, she's never dmed a full on evil campaign until now and we're not even that evil.
We polymorphed a goat on our ship into a human man, because one of the players was curious. We probably gave a traumatic experience to a creature not understanding what happened
My barbarian received a mighty axe that was a legendary heirlon from a group of dwarves we save.
He named it Bob. XD
The barbarian near the end of the video was looking everywhere for him!
Ran a adventure in a catacomb. To get from 1 rm to another (Binding of Issac style now) they had to figure out how or fight something. 1 rm had a brick path through this gelatinous green pulsing good. If you touched it, it 'liked' you. Our Anthropomorphic Fox slid a toe in it. Right away a good blob started racing up his body towards his face. Let the hyjinx insue. He starts freaking out. It keeps moving. If he pulls a piece off, it moves faster to his face. It goes for his mouth so he stops screaming and clamps his mouth shut. That's OK, his nose looked nice. He clamps his hands over his nose. Now, he can't breathe. It take a few rounds. His party stuck at what to do, after all they don't want it on them. Or Fox is making I need air panic noise. The goo waits, plusing. Finally he gasps for air, to right away squeaking distress as it slides into his mouth. Then he stops. Looking shocked. He chews a second. "It's @#$ING LimeGreen JELLO!" He's no longer hungry and his aches no longer hurt. Hence the birth of my Animated Limegreen Jello. All it wants to be eaten. +2D8 to health. 1 serving is enough to keep your hunger sated. (This was 12+ years ago)
During the final boss battle of our Rime of the Frostmaiden Campaign, the fighter used a Wand of Vicious Mockery to sing an entire distrack at Auril the Frostmaiden he'd wrote.
The BBEG and and dreaded goddess failed the save and burned a Legendary Resistance to avoid 1d4 damage and the humiliation of letting anyone realize it'd effected her.
Nat 20 on Dragon Anatomy check. I didn't know if my character would know what a kobold was, let alone if they could tell what gender they were, so I rolled to see if he would know if Kobolds had sexual dimorphism of species he was definitely acquainted with. I phrased it in the msot eloquent and sophisticated manner: "Imma rolling for dragon breasts!"
The awesome part is, this actually ended up tying into his backstory, as I didn't have it the most fleshed out. Now my Plasmoid druid had a teacher who taught him medicine and was a good friend. They got mind controlled by the hag in Curse of Strahd, where my Druid proceeded to 1v1 his teacher and came out on top. Kind of. The campaign died before we got there, but the DM agreed that this is what happened officially.
Anyway, in the backstory, after leaving the teacher to see more of he world he wandered and saved a juvenile silver dragon with his medicinal skill. Their family was thankful and taught him a lot about dragons and a lot of magic that he was not strong enough to cast, but appreciated it anyway. This was how I explained his druidic ability to learn more spells since they just get spells much like the Sorcerer or Cleric. Rather than gaining a deeper connection to nature (which may have been a bit confusing due to being in Barovia controlled by Strahd. Stuff gets weird because of that, after all.), he simply knew the spells but was not strong enough to use them yet. Ultimately was just a flavor difference, but it did feel nice. Proud that this one silly moment, since it led to a huge, important part of his backstory.
This was the same campaign where we, a a group, unwittingly formed a harem.
I was playing a Tiefling, and we were fighting a "boss battle" at the end of a questline. There were big brazier's in the room. So I doused myself in oil, lit myself on fire, and ran around hugging enemies. I used disengage to not take AOO. It worked surprisingly well. I got burnt pretty bad, but our Cleric was able to heal me and the rest of the team took care of the real fighting.
My favorite thing that I've done in multiple campaigns is something I call the Yeet. It is basically just an attack roll for a push. Favorite use of the Yeet was when I was playing a Half Orc Cleric of Peace, and my party was doing Wild Beyond the witchlight, and we were at the log cabin where the hag with the riding horse lived. What happened was that there was a line of tin soldiers and I said, "Hey DM, the soldiers are in a line, right?" ("Yeah") "Okay. I preform... The Yeet."
It basically caused some chaos, and some of them were prone, and we were able to get them to 0 hp or running away because of it.
How can you mess up the subtitles that much !?
You have a script FFS, it's not that complicated to make a subtitle file copy/pasting from the script...
Even YT auto-subtitles has less errors than your own subtitles ...
Why would he? Not only he doesn't have to do the work, people correcting and complaining on the comment section end up feeding into the algorithm lol
Curse of Strahd campaign. My bard had Disguise Self and very high charisma (like bards do). I negotiated with my DM about how, in the Murder House, there was a statue of Strahd and a letter we'd found that could give a clue to what his speech mannerisms might sound like. Using these, I wondered if I might be able to disguise myself as Strahd and tell the cultists to knock it off so we could escape. Not only did we side-step a whole boss battle, but I found an excuse to say, "What is a man?!? A miserable, little pile or secrets!!!!"
Going to an enemy's ship alone as a rogue, burning their Sails and musk on the ship and firing their cannons inwards, almost drowned but still proud that I sank a ship
We were storming an Izzet magi-tech stronghold in a Ravnica game. Our level 9 party was being shot at by some automated arcane artillery that alternates rounds aiming for a target and shooting a Fireball of force damage as we cross the field. My Beast Barbarian dashed ahead to try to train the cannon on herself to take the blast instead of the party, then used her climb speed to scale the wall and throw a Javelin of Lightning down the barrel of the cannon. The DM, not thinking I'd do something so stupid as to introduce damaging electricity to infamously volatile Izzet tech, determines that the entire apparatus and the wall it's lodged in explodes to the tune of 15d10 force damage, launching her off the parapet for an additional 4d6 falling damage. My Barbarian had 120 max HP, as in addition to having +4 in CON, had insane luck on rolling hit dice on level-up, averaging around 9 on a d12, and was able to survive both the first shot and the detonation with 3 HP.
So I accidentally broke reality.
Long story short in a game I'm currently in I'm playing a custom race with a big long backstory (All DM approved. He made it actually based on what I said I wanted). Anyway as part of my character's personal quest she's trying to learn about who she is as she's developed amnesia. At one point we fought and beat a cult and found a ritual circle. While the party rested, me and one other member went closer, and got sucked in.
We found ourselves in a strange area floating in the void, with four paths in different directions. Apparently this was something tied to my character, so I wandered in one direction while the other player stayed in the center. I managed to see weird flashbacks of my past before escaping (And getting a new power of one of my racial powers, which made it heal the party so that was fun). Issue was... the other player was still inside, and trapped.
So I ended up having to go *back* into the portal, and leaving with them. We took a different path this time, and I got a magic item as a result! So my stupidity of leaving the party member behind accidentally resulted in me getting two rewards instead of one... somehow lol
Had to deliver a secret message to a gold dragon that was leading an army. We were in their camp and the dragon was flying overhead supervising, I figured my sorceror's best way to get his attention was to metamagic a fireball into a thunderball and set it off somewhere ( safely ) in camp. What I forgot is that they were going to go into battle against an army that had plenty of artificers and thus plenty of big artillery. The thunderball sounded like a mortar landing and the entire camp freaked out thinking they were under attack. Ended up getting the hell beat out of me by three dragons and our party's monk, but I managed to whisper my message to the general. Ended up imprisoned for that one despite my diplomatic immunity. Worth.
putting a portable hole in a bag of holding and warping our party to an althernate dimension for the next campaign rofl dm put a stop to that heh
Not me, but my players: It was a homebrew OneShot, the players had to save a small portside town from zombie pirates that emerged from the ocean every sunset. Unbeknownst to them, a young man from the town took a piece of the pirates treasure (a ring) to propose to his girlfriend, and the pirates want it back. Think, "Pirates of the Caribbean".
Anyway, the player enter the town, help fight the pirates back for the day, and go look for clues. Of course they get sidetracked and go into the local brothel, only to find that there are no men or women there - only ghosts. Once they discovered that, they had to try it out. Just for fun, we did the "roll for 'performance' " thing, and one of them got a nat20.
We never finished the OneShot after that.
My halfling thief was attacked by a dire wolf and promptly pooped himself, I asked the DM if I could throw my poop at it to blind it. Successful roll.
I got away safely but smelt awful until we got to a river.
My extremely conspicuous half-orc had stolen some bombs a few sessions ago (that's a whole other story) and went to an artificer's shop to ask about exactly what they did, even taking out one of the bombs to show him. The thing is, we were on the run at the time, and the bombs were apparently illegal, so after a while, the artificer got suspicious and called for the guards. I then had my character run out the door, cast Disguise Self to look like a human, and walk back in just as the guards got there. I managed to fool the guards into thinking the half-orc (me) had run off and pointed them in the opposite direction of the rest of the party. Everyone was amazed at how I had somehow managed to pull that off, but that's not where this anecdote ends. Despite everyone's calls to quit while I was ahead, I had my disguised character chat up the artificer and ask about what the half-orc (again, me) was asking him about, and I got the rest of the information I was after. For the next few weeks, I was a legend.
Not me. But my sister, an Aasimar healer decided to offer some salsa with "special" mushrooms in it to a massive group of pixies in a micro-plane that had a lot of fey creatures. That party turned into a game of polymorph "tag". Our wizard ended up a bullette, and our Kitsune bard ended up as a Llama, leading to many emperors new groove references. My character wasn't present due to party differences. But I enjoyed listening to the hilarity that ensued.
In the campaign I'm playing a eloquence bard the party it suppose to protect a prince as well as be the main villains and CIA/Team Rocket type deal. Basically our party got stalled for a month for irl reasons and we proceed to arrive at the city called Thenapten which is suffering from flooding. We went under water and found that from one of the prince's party members that the prince and his clone sister which is a story for another time are trapped under the mayor's house being forced to fight by a goddess of madness and chaos for a couple of days now. Here comes the dumbest thing I'm proud of, the party rushed in to make sure the 2 royals are safe and I decided to distract by polymorphing into a t-rex and bite a goddess of madness and chaos which did distracted her. Then a party member decide to cast banish on the goddess and we booked it after basically mugging her of her spear, the party believed that she is 100% playing with us but not willing to risk it, we ran. Busting through ground and running through the city as a t-rex was probably not the smartest move but it was the funniest. All in all bite a goddess as a t-rex to save 2 royals then ran through the city causing so much havic on the way out.
>Covertly taking out a series of 5 towers arranged in a plus sign.
>Four outside towers are powered by specific schools of magic and need an opposite school of magic (this was a module ported over from 2e to 5e)
>Playing a homebrew Speedster class my dm made
>Uses a combination of abilities to become gargantuan ans knock over two of the towers to make the magic center easier to dispel
>Half-Ogre Lumberjack am I
2 stories :
- Barbarian in an investigation scenario, I wasn't paying real attention as my character was illiterate and an idiot, so could not follow the reasoning its teammates. We finally found the house of the killer we were looking for, so I believe it's my time to shine, but when we found in the basement the killer, he has just been killed by another guy that was looking for him. Not happy, I scream : "You stole my fight, come to fight me !" and charged. Not a crit, but strike and good damage for the level (we were level 2 or 3 and maybe he took 15). It happened that this guy was a shapeshifter and the real killer, some of my friend had suspicion about a shapeshifter but none guessed it was him, I had no idea.
- Pathfinder campaign. We befriended EVERY SINGLE CREATURE that let us talk (except for a naga, because the paladin had some trouble with Chaos, and a lich, as we had a cleric that thank undead were heresy). Our minister council was the most diverse you'll ever see : human (classic), dwarf, half-orc (people of the group), kobold, dragon, centaur, and a few others. We even had at some point a horse in the council (intelligent mount of the paladin)
Not me but my buddy. It was actually a 13th Age game, but we were try to convince the Elf Queen to give us the bone of an ancient green dragon to return to The Council of Scales. This was to be a peace offering to end a war. My buddy was playing an Elf Ranger and asked the GM if there was any kind of ritual in Elvish history that could be performed to help argue the importance of what we were doing. GM had him roll a history check. He rolled low. GM said if one could use interpretive dance to explain the importance of what they wanted to do, that the queen would be compelled by tradition to allow whatever they wanted to be done. Without hesitation he jumped out his chair and performed a 5 minute dance for us as we all just were falling out laughing. GM didn't even make him roll to see if it succeeded. We got the bones.
Starting a localized zombie apocolypse while my character and the group effed off to the sea to become pirates....
While trying to get information my disguised homebrewed half Tiefling/half Drow accidentally convinced a hobgoblin she was interested in him. She was able to get into places she would not have been able to otherwise as a result. She felt really bad about it and "broke up" with him soon after.
One of my characters talked about an NPC behind his back Aunt. That said, NPC arrived while he was talking s*** about that MPC the others tried to tell my character to stop because they were behind me, but my character didn't notice and just kept on talking s*** my character got knocked out for that rightly so don't regret it though😂
Not sure if it's the biggest one, but the first one that comes to my mind is fighting bandits with a stick of salami. Twice. In the same tavern. There was no mechanical reasons to do it, it just kinda made more sense for my character to use improvised weapon in these particular situations, even though she is a monk and unarmed fighting would make more sense in general
Love the music choice, Uncharted theme is awesome.
I played a human barbarian outlander who was utterly fascinated by, but completely ignorant to, magic. None of the members of his tribe were magic casters of any kind, and his first encounter with magic was in the ruins of a wizards tower. The party had been sent there, at level 2, to find some kids who had wandered away from home. We encountered a portal at the top of the tower, all shimmery and clearly magical. We all rolled perception, and I failed. My character (INT 7), too enamored by the pretty magic, stuck his hand inside the portal, ignoring all of the blood and bits of bone scattered around the area. Turns out the other end of the portal was a really pissed off group of hobgoblins. Cue my barbarian getting absolutely decimated. I'm proud of this because, even though my character death sucked, it was entirely in character. We had no concept of any consequences, this was supposed to be a simple "go find the kids" quest, and so I decided that it was okay to let my character do what he would do in this situation. The rest of the party got a laugh out of my character being such an idiot, and I got to roll up a new character afterwards
I multiclassed. Warlock + Sorcorer Wild Magic. I was the Wyrdlock. I don't understand how this character managed to survive, especially since his standard cantrip attack wasn't Eldritch Blast, it was Shocking Grasp, from the sorcerer list. He was a lot of fun to play.
Playing Ascent, I challenged our bard to clear a bridge of demons/devils (I keep mixing those two up) by saying that he should talk them, cause they are both the same thing.
My friend's char pulled a rabbit out of his ass, and cleared the damn bridge without any combat. All because my druid/wizard was being an ass
A bit homebrew, I ended up becoming the final boss and as a Technomancer I could delay cast on electronics so couldn’t be counter spelled, my friend I forget his class, built a robot I helped program…I put upcast “find vehicle” in it to summon a train directly 30ft above it, the activation phrase? TRAAAAINNNNNN RAINNNNN
My Oath of Odin (homebrew technically) Paladin sold a deed of a well off tavern to a guy who had a summer home in the place the tavern was located for 78 Platinum.
The stupid thing is, my paladin burned the place down a few weeks ago in order to help fake the death of the NPC who owned it and to frame his dad whom he was on a quest to kill.
Didn't (as far as he knows) incur any ill will from Odin
So, I always do silly names for DnD and wanted to called Piggly von Wiggly. But the DM I was playing with only wanted us to use canon names. I was playing an Elf, and scoured for hours, citing sources and bloodlines and lore as to how the name would be lore-friendly. What was the name you ask?
Dildar In'as Qiefus.
Quite proud of that one.
DM here. Homebrew rule that those who cast Darkness can see through their own spell.
I had a Shadow Monk who wanted benefits from being in dim light or darkness, but not be within melee of an enemy who could see through his own 10’ radius Darkness. So she cast Darkness despite the party saying it was a waste of a move.
I asked her to make a spell attack roll, and rolled one for my enemy. I told her that her spell managed to overpower his, so now he’s blinded while she isn’t, alongside the ally with Blindsight fighting style. The table erupted, shocked that I’d allow that; I reasoned that only one Darkness could be applied at a time, and winner takes over the space.
I am the forever DM, one game the party had to hide from guards inspecting the rooms of an Inn to find them for a crime they didn't commit. well All members decided to hide in there room where there isn't much space in the first place. So imagine a guard entering a room and seeing a Huge Barbarian holding up a blanket just enough to cover up to the eyes so the Barbarian can still see, a rouge hiding in a dark corner with blades out ready to fight, 2 mages under the bed with magic ready to fire and the priest preparing the last rites of whoever entered. At this point I explain how the guard who is alone in this part of the Inn and could scream to alert the other 3 guards to come to his aid decides that it is best to exclaim that this part of the Inn was empty, looked around again before slowly closing the door and walking away calmly. This same guard would appear again later on as the real criminal called for the guards as he was the leader of the town but was using travelers as scapegoats. The guard burst in with the other 3 from earlier, looks at the party kicking the leader's ass and proceeds to calmly walk his group back out the door before closing them and exclaiming that the scream must have come from another room as the party hears the guards run away after that.
Evil campaign. The pirate captain of our party was trying to get his ship out of impound and that was his motivation to adventure. In a fight with a young dragon, he tried to intimidate by shouting 'You know who the fxk I am?!'
Both the pirate and dragon roll 20s. Intimidation and History, respectively.
"Yes, he does know you. On hearing this, he goes to leave ..."
Barbarian grabs it by the tail as it tries and que the DM having this once proud young dragon trying to negotiate his way out.
We made it a favor for his life and he came back in the finale.
Entire party decided to kill annoying arrogant prince NPC which destroyed entire campaign. Dm was devastated while we all high fived each other.
Took on a stone giant as a human in a bare knuckle brawl. Lost big time, but due to the ballsiness of my actions (as well as some good charisma rolls) I managed to become the most respected man in town and got a bunch of money from admirers. Later, in a desperate battle, that same stone giant, Iggy- short for Igneous- showed up with his brothers to save the day.
So, I play in a campaign, where me and another gm alternate gm'ing. We often call to talk over what we want to do, but try to leave out anything that could cause metagaming. One time he was thinking of using mimics, 2 sessions later we enter a room with torches al around the wall, my barbarian paladin proceeds to immediately walk up to a torch to hand it to the human wizard so he does have to keep lighting up his hat to see. Low and behold all the torches were mimics. The stupid part is that the wizard used the light cantrip to light up his hat and didn't need a torch, but I was very proud of my in character moment as a dumb(int 6) half orc and just wanting to help out
"DNDand"
Fixed 😄
everyone knows there's a very fine line between idiotic and genius. You can say which this is. My rouge and my party was facing the BBEG, and i decided to try and steal his weapon mid attack via my held action. The table looked at me like i was insane. DM said,"uhhhh ok? This'll be a very high DC. So, roll slight of hand"
Nat 20. Needless to say i now had hold the BBEGs weapon and the damage that was done went from 10d5 necrotic/slashing to 2d3 unarmed.
That was Bob,Bob D. Dragon!🤣🤣🤣
Jumped off a cliff to knock out an enemy that had flanked our paladin by landing on it.
My character thought he was being hunted, he willing became a were tiger. The cleric found out about me being a were tiger. He said he went to cast remove cure, I told him to roll for infinitive. I wanted a reason to PvP him since out of character he was a shitty player, as soon as I said that he changed his entire mood and acted chill with my character's choice. I don't normally pick PvP but that moment was when I wanted it to happen.
Played a pacifist sorcerer in Pathfinder - all my feats were geared to Counterspelling
My Paladin/Bard walked right into a Fire Trap by accident. It took away half his health in a single shot. My character then was NOT a fan of fire, and I've been MUCH more careful about traps ever since. (edit: this also was fucking hilarious because it was the ONE time I didn't check for traps, we were in an art room, I thought it'd be fine, and it wasn't) I also took the opportunity to make a Family Guy reference. [Before healing myself]
Then a Friend of mine accidentally activated it, and it did next to nothing to them... LOL
1:15 ha I might have been the DM in that one XD I’ve certainly done it lol
Got to this segment where we keep dying and coming back in this weird dungeon.
3rd or 4th time dying, confused no idea who I am. Start venting to a wight about my situation and just having a mental breakdown as I trauma dump on the poor undead, said Wight is trying really hard to kill me as I sit there.... Failing miserably, no swing hits as I sit there, even stick my neck out to make it easier for them, still fail. (GM is crying from laughter)
Eventually just stand up and scooch away slightly to avoid the slimes with the Wight who I started calling Jeff, and explaining my whole dying, coming back and not remembering who I was... Eventually tell Jeff I was just gonna leave, encountered more Wights and some skeletons. Same thing completely zero fucks and zero hits till a skeleton finally hits me and I start heckling the Wights. Find their boss a Red Wizard lady who's trying to make smart ooze or something I was tuning her out and just agreed to help her. Probably took a wrong turn and ran into a sentient room... Several voices but I learned that you don't mess with Jimmy, cause's he's the guy and got pasted by Jimmy... The literal wall.
Me and my GM couldn't stop laughing.
Met an ancient red dragon named "Zerkhan", and upon learning it's name my bard immediately interrupted it to blurt out "Zerk on deez nuts!" Zerkhan didn't like that, and combat started soon after.
Eventually, Zerkhan is close to death. And my bard, without skipping a beat, kills him with vicious mockery by yelling "Zerk on deez nuts!"
Multiple sessions later, the party meets someone named "Raliqur". Allow me to transcribe the exchange that happened upon learning his name.
My bard: "Raliqur? I barely-"
Dm: "Never mind, his name is Ralick now."
In my curse of strahd campaign, my female dusk elf paladin of eilistraee hugged a lich.
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I rolled Hi.
Are the subtitles auto generated? I was confused when I heard it, because it sounded off
It, it was off. It was hi instead of high!?
I, i didnt know that hi and high had a subconscious audible difference??
The closed captions seem to be struggling on this one xD
Split apart an ancient evil into 5 cards..... then convinced the DM to let me roll to create a CHILDREN'S CARD GAME...... to combat this ancient evil should it or anyone that would use its power emerge in the future..... I won the roll..... much to the DM's reluctance
You created Yugioh in D&D? Noice!
So we were in a lab and we had just killed all of the vedalkin tumor monsters and my character had the hands of one of the evil characters and after continuously punching a control panel I remembered I had the hands and put them on the control panel, felt really proud of that... Then the specifically 10 ft by 10 ft door opened I was greeted by a beholder :)
I was a barbarian btw
Mythrylyn Mynro, Cleric 3/Illusionist 5 tracked down the Grandmother of Assassins, a sweet little old lady with a pair of adamantine knitting needles, in the base of her stone tower, disguised as an ordinary tavern bustling with dozens of customers. Does anything about this scenario sound remotely smart?
This was Second Edition rules, when carrying around a bag full of potions of Rock To Mud as entirely possible, Chromatic Orb caused Stinking Cloud which prevented Verbal spells, Wraithform made the caster indistinguishable from undead or cloud was Somatic only, and 11 potions of Rock to Mud sank the entire Assassins' Guild into muck that solidified back into stone after the building's rubble settled. The DM refused to give me XP for defeating 97 assassins ranging in level from 9 to 20, and their hundreds of undead henchmen.
Reason for the visit? Wanted to know which party member was hiring assassins to "keep me on my toes".
Holy shit man where did your captions editor go? I miss him so much, the auto-caption is ATROCIOUS lol
Did yall use speech-to-text for this video? Because yikes
This could be considered dumb but All I need to say is 1v1ing Tiamat and the best part? I won
For some reason my paladin rolls horrible on anything charisma or intelligence related. However. In combat. I roll nothing but 18 and 20 on grappling and have begun using misty step to elbow drop and strangle any enemy we come across. For some reason. I killed a demon this way at level 4 (demon was level 13) after rolling nothing but 20s on acrobatics, strength and dexterity. All while having a conversation with the demon about my traitor/murderer of a wife. The cleric was not amused.
I'm under the impression you're auto-generating text for the subtitles because they keep coming out mismatched from what you say. I love the channel and also please have someone proofread and listen to the video before it goes live?
So did something bad happen to Dave makes noises the other narrator? Been wondering what happened to him. I mean enjoy listening to Brian but a guys got to take a break after a while.
Dragons name is bob
MrRipper needs to fire whoever or whatever wrote the subtitles for this video. Or send them back to school to get retrained.
I fist fight a wraith in rage with a fistful of silver coins and manage to win 😂
whats up with the subtitles?
is it me or is it the spelling for the words are being fudged by an AI? (picks up tazer) MrRipper i can fix that for you 😁 (proceeds to taze a nearby iphone)
Whatever you did to produce the text, please, for the love of Helm, stop using it
Bro, you NEED to read through your text component of the video. It's so bad, and has been for the last 5 videos.
Hire an editor if you have to!
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