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Okay, tonight's session was funny. Our already-small party was missing the druid (our only healer and our only magic-user of any stripe), leaving us with the half-orc fighter, my scout, and our fearless (painfully fearless) leader. And the NPC ranger-type.
When we last left off, we were in combat with orcs. We'd just scared them off, really, retrieving the winter wine we had been trying to salvage. The druid had magic-use drained himself almost to no fatigue, so it was ruled he was unconscious.
That made the rest of this very fun....There was the humorous incident putting together harness for the horses to pull the wagons, where we all failed our rolls to remember the strap across the chest.... Then there were the weird little furry monsters that stripped two of our party members of armor and clothes (shredded them), then fled.
We got back to the town that was supposed to get the wine and found out that the major storm that had hit them, had basically totally destroyed it. Spent a lot of time helping rebuild it (six weeks: the druid was conscious again by this time, but his player was still not there...).
So, we are now essentially heroes to this town, and we've gained various skills, and ... this is the weirdest adventuring party I've been in, in a while.
And now I am very tired and shall do a few things on the computer and falldown gosleep.
When we last left off, we were in combat with orcs. We'd just scared them off, really, retrieving the winter wine we had been trying to salvage. The druid had magic-use drained himself almost to no fatigue, so it was ruled he was unconscious.
That made the rest of this very fun....There was the humorous incident putting together harness for the horses to pull the wagons, where we all failed our rolls to remember the strap across the chest.... Then there were the weird little furry monsters that stripped two of our party members of armor and clothes (shredded them), then fled.
We got back to the town that was supposed to get the wine and found out that the major storm that had hit them, had basically totally destroyed it. Spent a lot of time helping rebuild it (six weeks: the druid was conscious again by this time, but his player was still not there...).
So, we are now essentially heroes to this town, and we've gained various skills, and ... this is the weirdest adventuring party I've been in, in a while.
And now I am very tired and shall do a few things on the computer and falldown gosleep.
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Umm, probably utter extinction, but it would be interesting first. ;)
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It seems to be a trend. If the player isn't there, or better yet, if the player actually falls asleep during the session, well his character must be asleep/unconcious/etc.
In a Dragonlance campaign I played in years ago we had a Red Mage who, besides being one of the funniest characters I've seen in a long time (he had a tendancy to cast Grease during combat, but he'd always forget to tell the fighters in the party and he wore nothing under his robes, which wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for the fact that he used his robes as a tent at night), his player had a tendancy to fall asleep during the session, when it started getting late. He actually slept through an entire major battle, only to wake up immediately after we had killed the main antagonist. Heh.
It was amusing.