Re: Quote of the Week from my gaming group...
From tonight's D&D game.
Grimvar, a Dwarven ranger.
Garl, a halfling Rogue/Swashbuckler.
Cyrandel, an elf Duskblade who has been wearing armor that makes his alignment tend toward evil.
Saraphina, a Tielfling Rogue.
Vanatu, a Human Cleric NPC.
In combat, an opposing Elf casts a spell on Cyrandel that reduces his Intelligence and Charisma to 1.
Garl tells him to stand *there* and hit *that* (pointing to a gnoll) with the thing in his hand.
Cyrandel (OOC): Hey, there's nothing like Retarded Evil! *stab stab stab*
GM: It goes down, what do you do next.
Cyr: Retarded Evil, remember. *stab stab stab*
Vanatu: Get up the stairs! Kill something.
Cyr runs up the stairs and stops next to Garl.
Vanatu: Not the halfling!
The enemy spellcaster has holed up in an interior room. Grim hacks a hole in the wall with his urgosh and finds that it is dark inside. He calls the tiefling up to cast her darkness inside the room so the enemy can't see either.
Sara: I cast darkness at the darkness.
Garl picks the lock on a door during combat to try and sneak up behind an enemy. Because this is in combat, he neglects to check for traps. He sets off a lightning bolt trap, makes his evasion roll, and unlocks the door.
Garl, to Vanatu: Don't touch that.
Big bad on the other side of a magic mirror to Cyr, still feebleminded: Your village called...
Big Bad: Do you have any idea what you have there?