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ohgodThat is horrific. That sounds like a sort of game I run every once in awhile called a Random campaign. But its not meant to be serious.. At all. Or have any continuation. Its just meant to fill a space, and be stupidly funny.
In fact.
Your story gives me an idea for a random campaign.
Are you telling me that, due to me posting that, another group somewhere in the world is going to have to fight wild giant anemones in a forest?
You do know this means I will accumulate so much bad karma that I will reincarnate as a buttscratcher, right?
Oh. NO. Worse things have happened in the infamous random campaign in my group.
Imagine if you will.
You are an orc barbarian. YOu have just experienced the most insane past 3 hours of your life. The last of which, being a duck, that refused to die. And refused to stop quacking. And.. Refused to stop staring at you. Only after finally scoring a critical hit, did its reign of terrible.
The orc sat down on a nearby decaying log. His axe at his side, buried in the mud. He took his head in his hands, groaning with utter frustration at how things could work this way.
At which point a tarrasque walks up. Sits down beside the orc. Crushing that part of the log, then in a typical sad panda voice says.
"Whats wrong buuuuddddy?"
The random campaign is not meant to be serious.
By the way. That orc just sorta went insane after that.