D&D4E: Still not dead

[james_davis_nicoll]

After the encounter with the seven giant spiders, six the size of large dogs and one the size of a bungalow, Quinn is even more convinced than ever that the wilderness is for saps. He probably shouldn't live in what amounts to a post-holocaust setting, what with the general lack of cities.

It's sad given that the spiders went down in a flurry of criticals that we then got our asses handed to us by two hobgoblins and a goblin. We paused play as the reinforcements arrived.

Comments

You'll have to

[emt-hawk.livejournal.com]

try harder, then.

--Hawk

[slrose.livejournal.com]

Lack of death is good.

Protect the cleric.

[(Anonymous)]

In the old version of the game, once you reached a certain level you could build a fortress and attract followers. As I had never figured out how the coastal cities in our campaign fed themselves (you can't make bread out of fish, can you?), I had my cleric (high charisma so many henchmen, by this time of decent level themselves) clear a large area, or:

"I figured out what we could call your land when you've finished pacifying it"

"What?"

"Europe".

That campaign is long dead, but at least I now have some idea where the people are getting their wheat. And their iron ore, for that matter. He wasn't a terribly good adventuring cleric, but a good political one.

William Hyde

[thesaucernews.livejournal.com]

I would feel the same as Quinn if I came across a spider the size of my hand.

[nelc.livejournal.com]

I felt the same when I encountered a rather ordinary house spider — or rather it encountered me — that had a leg-span only the size of my palm. As it was crawling up my leg, which was under my desk, I couldn't really forswear the environs....

[grimjim.livejournal.com]

Reinforcements for which side?

[james-nicoll.livejournal.com]

Theirs.