Apr 10, 2016
We were returning to our home continent after sailing to the wrong island. After first picking up a new party member (his first time playing dnd and hasn't had an encounter yet), we were sailing towards the docks of the gnome settlement. Dm (me): you see whats left of the gnome barbarian nation battling the magic resistant constructs. Yaz (new guy): Ram the beach! Fuck the boat I wanna fight something! Rane (the healer): .....or not..