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our D&D group decided to do a big marathon session today (11am-9pm, 30 min break in the middle for food) and jesus christ with the way we were rolling all fucking day it's a miracle only ONE pc fully died. 13 was the number of the day, and if you're thinking "oh, better than average for a d20," NO. that was AFTER modifiers. every single one of everyone's dice was collectively like, "nah. they gotta STRUGGLE for this win."
wow, love to roll with advantage, get a 1 and a 2, then use my heroic inspo and get...a 4.
we've been on the same extremely long, stressful, dangerous day and a half or so for the last six sessions of D&D (not a complaint, the ratcheting tension has been juicy as hell) and now we FINALLY get to long rest and level up, after blowing up an evil artificer's drug lab, finding out he's actually a blue dragon, and escaping his wrath by the skin of our teeth and the last dregs of our luck -- only to go from the frying pan (treacherous Underdark, dragon, city guard at his beck and call) to the fire (far northern winter outside, no map, no other civilization for days and days of travel)
it's been a VERY long and tiring day in D&D. since the last time we long rested we've:
been framed for an attack on a high-ranking politician
fled the city-state further underground into the Underdark
had two serious combat encounters and only one short rest along the way
knowingly rocked right up into the third encounter, an ambush by a guy with a magic gun (this part we knew about) and a giant nightmare tentacle abomination his boss the attack framer left for us (THIS WE DIDN'T)
the fight started off QUITE badly, with I think half the party going into single digit HP early on (and even after some mid-fight healing I came out not much better, at 14), but we turned it around, kept everyone up, and had some really exciting, satisfying moments of working together, building off each other's strengths, and pulling off some sick ass moves.
and now V's gonna take the dead guy's arcanotech eye for herself! I kinda hope it's cursed lmao. even before the fight I was joking with the cleric about how if we got the chance to take the eye off him, she wouldn't want to put it in her own head until they like...spiritually disinfect it or something.
spectacular work tonight by our D&D group, we were all in absolute hysterics
just rolled a nat 20 for V to arm wrestle a hot former pit fighter (turned armorer) to get to take her out for a drink
you know what, in hindsight despite the VERY different circumstances, I'm adding tonight's pit fight to the pile of "dangerous encounters V should not have survived." just because the luck came in the form of making a deal beforehand instead of in unexpectedly withstanding the combat itself doesn't mean the luck wasn't there.
LE-VEL 5! LE-VEL 5! LE-VEL 5!
We leveled up in our D&D campaign and this is when my character build REALLY starts coming online, as I'm taking Sentinel which synergizes deliciously with the Echo Knight features.
