Day One: Bar Brawl
(Our first day meeting as a new group. The DM has us all start in a town and figure out for ourselves how we meet up. The tavern seems the obvious choice so myself (a Sorceress) and the Rogue go there and chat a little before the Ranger comes in and orders a drink.)
Barkeeper: Any news of the road, traveler?
Ranger: I give him a cold stare.
Barkeeper: Hmph… *sticks his thumb in the Ranger’s drink*
Ranger: I punch the Barkeeper.
DM: What? Okay, I guess this is happening.
Barkeeper punches the Ranger in the gut, Ranger kicks the Barkeeper in the balls.
Barkeeper: Okay, okay, we both got some good shots in, let’s call it even now and move on…
Ranger: … I punch him in the throat
DM: *sigh* Roll…
Ranger: *rolls a nat 20*
DM: The barkeeper collapses on the ground, choking on his own blood. Men in the tavern grab you and take all your weapons and belongings and take you to the stockade. Congratulations.
Sorceress: I ask someone what’ll happen to him.
Man: Well, he’ll face trial tomorrow. Crazy bastard. Now excuse me, I need to take the barkeeper to the hospital.
Ranger: Wait, I have to face a trial?
DM: YOU MAY HAVE KILLED A MAN. HE STUCK HIS THUMB IN YOUR DRINK BECAUSE YOU WERE RUDE, AND YOU MAY HAVE KILLED HIM.
- Lift leg over back of chair
- Resume eye contact
- Carry on the conversation as if you didn’t just sit down in the most boss way possible