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05/23/08(Fri)11:22 No.1800640So, I was playing a sorceror (wierd how many sorcerors have stories to tell), dragon heritage, blah blah. I was also neutral evil in a primarily chaotic good group. Which quickly shifted to chaotic. Then chaotic evil. I was so proud.
Lets see.. we broke into a local corrupt magistrate's house to kill him for some reason or another, and after we'd murdered him and his gargoyles, a platoon of warforged show up at the door. We blockade the door, but they've seen us, and we know even if we get away they'll chase us down. So I turn to the rest of the group, and talk very loudly.
"Mwuhaha! Our plan has worked perfectly! These potions of disguise self will fool the simple warforged into believing that these poor adventurers are the culprits! They will never suspect us, the Emerald Claw, of this deed!"
Natural 20. We escape, and read in the Sharn Inquisitive that a massive manhunt is on for members of the Emerald Claw who killed a magistrate.
Sometime later, after comitting a further series of crimes that we got away with (extortion, arson, theft, all completely justified), we were in fact arrested for crimes we didn't comitt! I, as a known sorceror, was locked up in a room with an anti-magic field, which pretty much negated anything I could do. I had spells, spell-like abilities, and wands. So, after testing that all of these weren't working, I turned to the guard with a panicked look on my face. "Do all magics fail here? That's all that's keeping... me... alive.." Fall down, play dead. 19 on the dice, action dice for 6. Guard drags me out of the room, fetches a medic. I summon a fiendish monstrous centipede and ride it to freedom. The rest of the party made their own way out. |