Team Mayhem has been at it again. Though despite the profusion of snack offerings and dice sacrifices, I fear something horrible is happening.
I think our DM is trying to kill us.
The signs are subtle, but definitely there. In the last couple of games, there have been quite a few “encounters” (read- battles) that have been devastating. I mean, we’ve been outnumbered and out classed by the “bad guys” consistently. Our little group of homicidal maniacs have been ganged up on by hordes of goblins, baby dragons, swamp hags, unstable elementals, and our own burning distrust of any and every NPC (non-playable character) our DM throws at us (this little nugget deserves a separate blog post, so I will leave it at that).
Now, I understand that the point of the game is not to go through the adventure without risks or danger. I mean, D&D is not “chill at the tavern and get groovy things by walking down a street.” The name of the game is literally Dungeons and Dragons indicating a certain level of danger should be expected. But that being said, there’s something a bit... more about these encounters we’ve had.
Granted, our team isn’t the most innocent. We’ve probably provoked a good number of these fights and probably refused to commit to a fair amount more (again, another blog post discussion). I am not saying these dangerous situations and fights are undeserved, but it’s odd that in all of the battles one, if not all of us, have almost died.
Did I mention the Wendigo?
Did I also mention that we are level 3’s?
Yeah. She’s trying to kill us.
Pray for us, friends. We do not know what we have done to offend our great DM, but apparently snacks, mead, and dice offerings will not appease her. I am not sure what will...
Kira