Well I have always loved a good David and Goliath fight. You know how the story goes. But I was wondering, does anybody have some of their own David and Goliath like DnD storys? I would love to hear about them. So plz tell me all about them and how it happened.
Heres one about one of my early adventures.
Ok so well my character and one of his friends were adventuring. I don't quite remember the story but I remember the battle. Somehow we got into a fight with a White dragon. I was a low lvl sorcerer and my friend was a low lvl ranger. We tried really hard, but kept getting beat down after every attempt. So down goes ranger because he was getting on the dragons nerve. Then i'm next... I look around and see in his treasure pile a dead human and on him is 2 cure critical potion.(ya I know that would probably never happen) And I wanted those cure critical potion! So I had to scramble through and barely made it. I drank the potion, and it was off. 2 hits and that was it. I managed to get a magic missle off and rolled all fours. Bam the EXACT health of the dragon! Down he went and I revived the ranger with the potion before he died completley. We took the loot and made it out alive!!!
That was my David and Goliath story, now I would like to hear yours please.
~GtG
I DM the vast majority of the time but I do play occassionally when my wife DMs. I play with a "hearty" band of adventures of 5 but we only have 3 players so two of us (me included) play two characters each. My two characters are a paladin (Sir Marcus, of course) and a half-elven ranger. Our average party level was about 10 when we set off to infiltrate the volcanic home of a clan of fire giants (so yeah, it was LITERALLY David & Goliath). We quickly found ourselves in waaay over our heads and characters started dropping like flies. Charge, one dies. Retreat, two die. TPK was looming large on the horizon! It ended up that my ranger was the only conscious character and he was deep within the labyrinthine lair. He had some poison arrows and decided to use them to best effect. He didn't want to abandon his wounded and dead friends but had no way to transport the bodies in his desperate attempt to escape the lair (No man left behind!). A fire giant guard stumbled upon him and my ranger lit him up with the poisoned arrows. He told the giant that he had just poisoned him and that he alone held the antidote which would be the difference between life and death (not strictly true since the poison was too weak to kill the giant completely). The giant didn't immediately believe him but when he started taking damage he got nervous and surrendered. My ranger forced the giant to carry his comrades post haste to the nearest exit (which the ranger didn't even know was in the current direction). The giant started to feel better after several rounds and when the ranger failed his bluff check, the giant dropped his load and the combat resumed. My ranger won the tough battle but was now in the exact situation he had previously been in (trapped with four bodies and no way to transport them) except now I only had 2 hit points and no way to heal myself. I announced that my ranger was throwing open the next door and shooting the first giant he saw (lesson follows on being more specific in your prepared actions). I threw open the door and fired at ... a solitary female giant nursing her newborn baby. Well, I skewered her all right with the poisoned arrow (deep guilt and scheduled therapy to follow). I launch into my "little white lie" about the antidote and the poison. She falls for it, mainly in an effort not to leave her baby an orphan. She carried the bodies quickly to the nearest exit. I gave her a bottle of sweetwater and suppressing feelings of regret for my outrageous lies and reckless poisoning of innnocents, privately reveled in the great success of my mission!! David is victorious once again!!!