Whoops
DM: Okay, so thereâs a hallway leading to the room youâre headed to. Itâs dimly lit, and the walls are hidden in shadows. Druid: Might I recommend caution? Wizard: Probably smart. Someone has to scout ahead. [Monk], youâre good at being sneaky, how about you check it out? The one playing the monk doesnât respond, only holds in sniggers. Quietly, the DM: She snuck away half an hour ago The party: WHAT?! The monk: *shows us the timer on her phone* I wasnât in the initiative order for BOTH ENCOUNTERS AND YOU DIDNâT NOTICE. About five minutes later weâre investigating a trapped room. We found out (ahem, the rouge has poor impulse control) that if a lever is pulled spikes spring out of the floor and ceiling. (This was discovered while the rest of the party was still in the room. Hey, I said I was sorry!). The monk still has yet to resurface. DM: ...aaand thatâs 5 piercing damage to the sorcerer. As you all look at the spikes you see that several are covered in a brownish substance that looks suspiciously like blood other than your own. Rouge: ... guys we still havenât found [Monk]. The Party collectively screams in horror and the Monk is laughing her ass off.














