So two sessions ago, we defeated a skeleton at the bottom of an underground waterway, and afterward I detected magic coming from a hidden chest further down the tunnel and went to check it out. After a series of disasterous rolls, which resulted in me almost going over a waterfall, and having to be physically hauled back up a rope line, the party managed to retrieve the chest while I cried in a corner. Inside was a telescoping magic rod, which I had to make a will save against to keep myself from saying the command phrase, "Stand by me". The next session, we investigate further down the tunnel, discovering that a powerful source of necromantic magic has been recently removed, and someone placed a bomb there to collapse the tunnel. All the while, this fucking magic rod is talking to me telepathically, singing songs, and goading me to say the phrase. We back track to the entrance, where we had previously discovered a room full of dead bodies. The party, putting powerful necromantic aura and two together checks the room to discover it's empty. Our telekineticist, having gone ahead, opens the door to the exit at the same time, which is now full. Of zombies. As all this starts to go down, under all of the yelling I whisper the command phrase to the rod, and it fucking pops out into a full 6' staff, while basically singing hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my rag time gal. I'm terrified at this point that this thing might be cursed, or evil, or that my DM is going to take it away, because I am already emotionally invested in this dumb talking singing staff and I don't think I'm going to be able to forgive him if something happens to it or my character.
