E Forced Me To Draw Him

E forced me to draw him

(Context: our group is meeting with an uncooperative city council, and we’re all a little bit worried about Tacroy the conquest pally/whispers bard.) 

Tacroy: So these guys are here, right? And we’re here, the like little old unassuming secretary is over there… cool. I’m going to look at her and I’m going to say “madam, with the utmost sincerity, nothing personal.”

DM: Okaaaaay…

Tacroy: Heat Metal. On her glasses. 2d8 fire damage –

[shrieking ensues at the table] 

Tacroy: 2d8? Yeah, this is a warning shot, lowest level – so eight fire damage, no save, and she has to drop them. I guess, assuming she’s still up and I haven’t full murdered a commoner, which is what I the player just realized might be happening.

DM (faintly): This person is conscious with one hit point and has now dropped her glasses onto the floor whilst screaming very loudly. 

Tacroy: Oh, interesting. Perfect. Not even gonna cost me a heal. So, yeah, Thaumaturgy, big voice – “my companions and I must politely request your undivided attention.”

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Fuck you

Oh wow who could be such a hater to little old me

I sure wonder

Turn on anon asks I want to send anon hate

Ok. How do I do that.

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