Okay. During our last session a few days ago, Jaarmath pleaded with us to stop some monsters that are many miles away, even though we just busted our humps saving the town of Brindol.
He gives us a scroll that allows us to
Teleport there. The DM and everyone else were getting a little pissy with me when I pointed out how hard it was to make a
Use Magic Device skill check, and also when I pointed out that
Teleport had a chance of failure. The DM allowed Horatio to automatically make his skill check. :rolleyes: However, I had forgotten that my character, Hrothgar was the only one in the group that could reliably use that scroll, because that spell is on my spell list. Oops.
There still would have been a small chance of a
Teleport mishap though...
Anyway, we're no longer in the town of Brindol, and
Teleport to Vraath Keep.
It's been left the way we kept it. We decide to get some rest, and recharge some spells. Later on, Reven is waking us up, and warns us of intruders.
On the other side of the wall, we see some Hobgoblins, and some dudes in black robes. I look at Mutt, and say:
Me: "It's
Fireball time, isn't it?"
Mutt: "Yeah, yeah!" (nods)
imurrx: "No, dude! Don't waste your cookies." :eek:
DM: "You sure you wanna do that?" :pundit:
Me: "Oh, I'm blasting 'em.
Fooosh!!
Eight dead Hobgoblins. The black-robed punks are singed, and they flee into the woods. Hello, victory.
Shortly thereafter, we leave the keep, hiking on a trail in the forest, when arrows suddenly shoot forth, narrowly missing us. We get into a smackdown with three odd-looking black-robed guys that look much like the assassin back at the town of Brindol. We kick their asses. And so the session ends there.....
MONSTERS DEFEATED* Hobgoblins (
* Black-Robed Dudes (6)
* Weird-Looking Black-Robed Dudes (3)