This reminded me of a time our rogue fell into a pit trap that had a pair of mimics down there. The first turn it was clear the rogue was going to die without some help and nobody wanted to join them in the pit of dying. Me and the other sorc looked at each other, “hey rogue, you picked improved evasion right?”, fireball o’clock
I’m trying to remember, mimics are intelligent, aren’t they? I wonder how much of a campaign could be built, or even just a single night’s session, around a person who is feeding people to (a) mimic(s) because they are in love with them. And then, depending on the group, you can get quite lurid or horrific with the details.
This reminded me of a time our rogue fell into a pit trap that had a pair of mimics down there. The first turn it was clear the rogue was going to die without some help and nobody wanted to join them in the pit of dying. Me and the other sorc looked at each other, “hey rogue, you picked improved evasion right?”, fireball o’clock
Did the rogue make it?
They did! Improved evasion is so OP we were way less of a threat than getting Eiffel towered by mimics
OwO
I’m trying to remember, mimics are intelligent, aren’t they? I wonder how much of a campaign could be built, or even just a single night’s session, around a person who is feeding people to (a) mimic(s) because they are in love with them. And then, depending on the group, you can get quite lurid or horrific with the details.