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Appendix A: A Few Good Stories
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Appendix A: A Few Good Stories
(from the old Guide)
One funny occurrence
One of the clerics in my party went to an inn that also provided companionship for the night, either preference. When he got his bedmate, he and she had a little fun. (the encounter lasted 10 minutes game time, heh, heh). Afterward, they did it again, and this time it lasted 1 hr. 15 min., with him fainting at the end.
When he woke up, he found himself in a cell, and the woman nowhere to be seen. It turns out that a woman named the White Lich had been taking out potential enemies throughout the kingdom (she is a LICH). It also turned out that it wasn't " white" lich, but " wight" lich.
Imagine my player's face when he realized he had screwed a wight lich!!!
– Larry
Learning about true love
Mowahpehnoksie (Mo), Plainsman warrior (my character) was on a quest (solo) for a lost plainsman treasure. The first part of the quest was the creation of a sacred bundle, the tribal shaman told Mo that he had to acquire a lock of hair from his one true love as an ingredient in the sacred bundle. As it turned out Mo had a " one true love" in the person of Vasquez, an elven privateer/warrior of extraordinary beauty and sword skill.
Mo had been chasing Vasquez for a long time, all to no avail. She kept telling him that she would marry him when he could beat her in a duel. No one had ever beaten her in a duel. Anyhow, Mo sets off for the city where Vasquez was docked. First he checks at the Bloody Blade, a tavern partially owned by Vasquez, the bartender says she is down on the docks talking to her crew (of cutthroats). Mo goes to the docks, the first mate says that she just left and said she would be back in a few days. A disappointed Mo goes back to the tavern to leave a message, but the bartender tells him that Vasquez just came in and went up to her rooms. Mo goes up there and gets invited in.
Vasquez is wearing a robe, and has a full bath of water drawn, she dumps Mo into the water, one thing leads to another... When Mo wakes up, Vasquez is standing by the window, she turns says " Tyche sends her regards" changes into her true form, a succubus and teleports away. Tyche was an old enemy of the adventurers that had heard about Mo's quest, and wanted to set him up. Mo eventually found Vasquez at her father's castle where he had to explain what had happened, and see if she would still give him her hair (she did, taking pity on the fool). To make a long story short, Mo passed through many more trials, and succeeded in the quest.
The succubus in the scenario had been careful to control her draining abilities while with Mo, because the real reason for all the subterfuge was delivered to Mo roughly nine months later, a bouncing baby alu-demon. What is the moral of this story? Don't have pre-marital sex? No, then what? Shapechanging creatures can make for very interesting bed partners. NOTE: Mo and Vasquez were eventually married, and are raising their alu-demon daughter as best they can. Vasquez has more or less forgiven Mo for the whole thing, and even helped rescue the kid when she was kidnapped. They are in semi retirement until Soah is old enough to take care of herself. They are very happy to have weaned her off of eating raw meat.
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– John Daniel
Prostitutes are nasty
Our group of four entered a real sleazy town, it was basically a pirates' cove town where pirates, thugs, and assorted baddies resided when they weren't attacking, raping, and pillaging the neighborhood. The group of us (myself a monk, a fighter, cleric, and mage) were searching for the whereabouts of a lady kidnapped from a prominent merchant from our hometown whom we owed favors too for past help. The trail at this point led to this town where he (the supposed ring leader of the kidnappers) had been known to frequent. Of course, none of the " regulars" there wanted anything to do with a bunch of strangers coming in and we were getting nowhere. Of course, my character wanted nothing to do with this place and considered the whole area to be respite with creeps. Our fighter though was a big burlesque guy and found the prostitution there to be a wonderful, wonderful place. Our cleric (who being female had a rough time with the people of the area) basically stuck by my side and the two of us spent more time searching for the damn fighter than getting information on the kidnapping. Of course, he struck it rich with a talkative hooker and found that the person we were looking for was holdup in the harbor on a boat.
Eventually we snuck down there, boarded and captured the criminal, rescued the lady, then had to battle our way back out. altogether, we were hounded by:
a) the criminal's pals
b) some other rouges who were smitten by our lovely cleric and wanted her for their own
c) two separate prostitutes who say they are carrying our fighter's child (They can't both be, can they? It must be a scam, at least HE says so... )
d) the " ladies'" pals and family who both insist on marriage or financial reimbursements for what he did to these poor ladies
Well, we made it out fine. Returned to our hometown where we're sort of heroes now, but in danger whenever we leave. Ahhh... what a life adventurers leave. THE MORAL: Don't let a fighter run rampant in a sleazy town filled with lots of lovely prostitutes.
– Toa the monk
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