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By the same author as Grand Line 3.5


19th Oct 2016, 2:52 AM
"Tell a Story: AoE, my old friend"

There's few things as fine as an explosion, destroying enemies and allies alike. What? Is that just me?

Share some stories about your favorite Area of Effects. Either as skills, or as stories. I'm easy that way.

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The Chessmaster

The Chessmaster

19th Oct 2016, 3:07 AM

My parties love creating explosions. There was the ranger with the fireball bow, the sorcerer who spammed fireballs, and all the people who used bombs or bazookas or similar in the sci-fi campaign. They had a tendency for friendly fire, with the users often hitting themselves.

My favorite was when I was the rogue who hated the party wizard, and the feeling was mutual. As players, we got along fine, but in-character, we were about as hostile as you can be while still being on the same team. Not long into our first session together, the wizard cast a fireball centered on me. I was totally fine (thanks, evasion) and laughed it off, but my character was notably less amused.

To date, both characters are somehow both alive and working together. Still hate each others' guts, though.

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Crazy Lou

19th Oct 2016, 8:14 AM
"Dr. Strangechuul or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Fireball"

My first experience DM-ing was for a game of Pathfinder for my friends. They had built some level 10 characters with the intent to fight each other in some sort of arena thing, but that never came to fruition. I took the opportunity to offer the chance to use their characters in a little adventure.

One of the players had originally designed their character as a level-adjusted Marid with class levels, which would mean that she'd be a nasty physical presence and also unimpeded by water. With this in mind, I found my now-favorite monster: the Chuul. A group of three of the surfacing from the lake in this cave would make a good challenge for them, as they would grab with their claws, then move them to their tentacles, and finally try to submerge with their food. The Marid would have been a pain for them to grapple, and could enter the water to rescue anyone who got grappled. Easy peasy, right?

The Marid player decided his character was a little nuts (I can't remember how I contributed to that thought, if I did at all) and made a new character, a Wizard this time. Now, the party consisted of a half-orc double weapon Fighter, an ifrit Sorcerer, our new Wizard, and a ratfolk Rogue.

So, the adventure went rather smoothly, apart from Mr. Wizard insisting on crafting himself a weapon overnight I'm not sure he was able to use. I ended up restricting him to fewer spells until he actually took time to rest. They fought some chumpy Morlocks, and a cranky Earth Elemental that they woke up. Finally they made their way into the cavern with the three Chuul, which I had failed to adjust for the lack of beefy Marid Monk.

Combat ensued, and half of the party got grappled within two rounds. The Fighter was hacking away, the Sorcerer burnt a few, and the Rogue faffed about setting a trap that did nothing. The Wizard, now grappled, decided things were going poorly. As in, poorly enough that a point-blank Fireball, with the entire party in the radius, was a good idea.

Miraculously, nobody died. I'm laughing my ass off, and the players are all extremely mad at the Wizard for roasting everybody. If I recall correctly, things were actually going pretty well in the fight; the worst thing that happened were the grapples, which still left enough time for the Fighter to hack them to pieces. Overall, the Wizard hurt them more than the Chuul did!

They made it through the next encounter, more Morlocks and a Giant Slug with a Mite riding its back. Unfortunately, the adventure petered out before the bosses, twin Medusae and a gaggle of Morlocks. Overall, I was pretty happy with how it went. Every so often we recall the event, and I get a mad cackle as the Wizard player draws some fire again.

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19th Oct 2016, 8:40 AM
"And the Darwin Award goes to..."

This one didn't happen to me, it's just something a friend told me. In his group there was this guy who often made poor decisions. They were in a car with a bomb.
He: I jump off of the car.
Everyone: Don't jump off of the car!
He: Too late =D

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Bluejay Blaze

19th Oct 2016, 1:03 PM
""But I thought dragons were fireproof!""

Once upon a time there were three girls playing Dungeons and Dragons. For two of them this was their first time, and they hadn't had a chance to read all the books yet. After creating an elf beastmaster, a half-elf cleric/sorcerer hybrid, and a dragonborn warden, they started their adventure in (surprise, surprise) a small town with an orc problem.

After some lovely roleplaying, the town was soon set upon by a band of orcs. The dragonborn decided to use a wagon that had been left in the middle of the road by panicked villagers to get the high ground; said wagon was full of cooking oil and flour.
The beastmaster was occupied on the other side of town, fighting the lead orc with help from her pet wolf; the dragonborn had managed to attract all the other orcs, distracting them so her companions would be safer as she had by far the most hit points.

The cleric-sorcerer spammed heals for a while, but eventually grew bored of that. So she decided to help out the dragonborn by... casting Burning Hands on the wagon as the orcs climbed up to better engage the meat-shield. This resulted in a massive fire that quickly killed all the orcs, while also reducing the dragonborn to two hit points. The following conversation was soon heard:

Dragonborn: A little warning would've been nice!

Cleric/sorcerer: Sorry! I didn't think it would hurt you that much! Aren't dragons supposed to be fireproof?

Dragonborn: Okay, one, I'm a dragonborn, not an actual dragon. Two, my breath weapon is lightning! If anything I would be lightning-proof!

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20th Oct 2016, 4:26 AM
"The Best Crit Tables in the World"

So I was running Dark Heresy (first edition) back in the day and we'd just reached the big, climactic fight of the adventure. The Inquisitorial strike team that was the party stormed the badguys secret submarine base.

Because Bond references and Inquisitors go hand in hand.

Being players they, of course, half assed the whole thing and set off every alarm in the base, causing 50 enemy soldiers to flood the room and start attacking. The poor b*****ds.

Because the party immediately resorted to spamming grenades. Now, if you haven't played DH how it works is this. If you roll the maximum ammount for damage then you get to roll your dice again. Once a target is dropped to zero then you start doing critical damage. There are four hit locations (arms, legs, torso, head) and four damage types (rending, impact, energy, explosive). Critical results go from simple things like stunned, or forced to drop a weapon all the way to -10 explosive criticals blowing up the targets limbs, causing damage to nearby enemies with the, uh, shrapnel. And detonating any grenades and missiles and ammunition they're carrying.

So when the first player threw that first grenade and rolled the maximum for damage, and then rolled high enough to take the two enemies in it's blast to -10 criticals there was something of a...

Chain reaction.

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20th Oct 2016, 7:28 AM
"Basic supplies"

In a Forgotten Realms-based custom games, the first thing my teammates stock up before a mission isn't health potions.
It's barrels of naphta.

Unfortunately for our enemies (and the nearby buildings), we recently acquired a dimensional bag.

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30th Oct 2016, 11:18 AM
"Pyrotechnics and the Fireworks of Doom(TM)"

This story is from when I was first trying out 3.5 along with the rest of my group. Because of reasons, everyone was one kind of overpowered race/template or another, and I was a half-fire elemental. This meant I not only had the fire subtype, but a few different AoE spells as SLA's. I frequently dropped fireballs and other such things on myself since the fire damage wouldn't hurt me, but the time that sticks out the most in my mind (other than the time our Fighter and I made an improvised nuke) was when I was down to 6 hp, and our level 6 or so party was trapped by a group of epic level blackguards.

Now, for those of you who don't know, pyrotechnics allows for a creature of the fire subtype to sacrifice 1 hp as the material component for the spell. I'm not sure how I convinced my DM, but he allowed me to blow all six of my remaining hp just to chain-cast pyrotechnics in one round. Other than their leader, not a single one of those blackguards made their saves, and the rest of the party got away, while their valiant leader sacrificed himself.

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19th Oct 2016, 7:09 AM
"All the fire"

I had recently escaped form a cultist dungeon and made it back to town to meet up with the rest of my party, a dragon born fighter, tiefling rogue and dwarf cleric. a guard stopped me "stop right there criminal scum" claiming that i had slew some of the other guards of the town (cultists) and tried to arrest me. i managed to get away and decided that it was just easier to burn down the town than face the law for what i had done. so i got a bunch of fire arrows and started to run around the town setting everything on fire. once i had a nice blase going i ran to my party and convinced the rogue to help me angering the rest of my party. we returned to the town and continued to burn it down whilst the other half of the party tried to stop us.
a tavern with a cashe of gunpowder in it went up and took out 70% of the town. at that point the dragon born decided to stop me by force and i had to knock her out (by pure luck) that was 9 months ago with weekly sessions and the split party is only just getting back together now :P.

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19th Oct 2016, 12:47 PM


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19th Oct 2016, 3:19 PM

oh thank god someone else noticed

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20th Oct 2016, 4:52 AM

You know, I just realized, selling moonshine could be a recurring joke in this comic. Kind of like how Darths and Droids have Blaster collecting and the splanch jokes. The crew could even be trying to sell moonshine in the last city before the Grand Line and that is what causes them to be chased by the marines.

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18th Oct 2017, 8:05 AM

anyone else notice the lovely piece of foreshadowing with Luke? he really WILL pull it off come alabasta

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15th Nov 2017, 1:25 PM

that's how Zoro became alcoolic.

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15th Nov 2017, 4:51 PM
"Nooo...not the rice !"

Because oppressing that island was'nt enough ! He had to dry out their rice paddys, too !
Is there nothing theses monster respects ?!

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5th Feb 2018, 11:01 AM

Would that time my character borrowed a pin from a munitions stockpile count? Or would the time the bazooka set the forest alight work better?

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