One of my party members is the last survivor of a noble family who got murdered by an usurper, the other is a paladin who swore vengeance against a demonic cult, and the other is a girl who sold her soul to obtain enough power to get retribution against the one who killed her entire family.
And then there's me, a goofy dude who has spent a peaceful life as a city guard and is actually pretty chill and looking forward to inheriting his family's shop.
If I survive this, then I've truly reached the peak of my DnD career.
Fun fact: Last session I came really close to dying. The DM rolled for damage and I was totally dead, then remembered the 5 temp HP from fighting spirit. I was left with 1 HP.
I love it when you actually remember the ability that saves you in the moment rather than 5 rounds later. But if you were left with 1hp then surely you'd only have been unconscious from the attack anyway?
Correct, but I can't guarantee that the DM would not attack me while unconscious. The main monster was making three attacks per round and another one on the side was making AoE attacks. Racking up three failed death saving throws is very easy in a situation like that.
It sure is! I love my DM, he spends a lot of time trying to make fights challenging but fair. He also doesn't shy away from giving us cool magic items, which in turn allows him to throw even stronger enemies at us.
Unfortunately work is getting in the way and he won't be able to DM for long. Being adults suck.
He sounds like a treasure, hold tight and (at the risk of sounding patronising as balls) try and pick up the DM mantle occasionally if his life gets a bit busy.