Narrated D&D Story: How The Monk Saved The Party From TPK With His Mighty Fists
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WOAH! It got into a video!
Greetings all! I'm the one who sent in this story and the player of Tiso!
It’s me, connoisseur of punching
I am cannibal lector
That was a great story, thanks for sharing!
Ah yes as well i am the master of duengons
Congrats to all of ya, that was an awesome story!
Vampire: *enters room*
Solis: *”So anyway, I started punchin’”*
As the player of Solis, I’d like to add that I was also using the Way of the Astral Self subclass, so I was stacking Radiant damage on top of that.
I'd have thought Sun Soul, but then again I don't go into Unearth Arcana. (Except Revised Ranger, of course)
WAIT ONE HOLY SECOND, so you are telling me, you were punching vampires, using your holy willpower to save the people around you?
Congratulations, you were a Jojo character.
I can just imagine the fight between Solis and the vampire having Mike Tyson's Punch out fight music in the background.
Whelp, when you are against undead there is no kill like overkill... I normally also make sure than an enemy is deader than dead by putting makeshift bombs on them and blowing up the corpse once the party finishes looting it... I never let the corpse "and he/she awakens later vowing revenge on the party" as I hate recurring villains.
@Roan Brady Naw man, he fucking gave him the radiant 7 Page Muda.
"Oh, you're approach-"
*flurry of blows*
ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!
ORA!
Solis: *"SUNLIGHT YELLOW OVERDRIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"*
“... named corona”
Well, guess who makes names up on the fly. Still a cool story.
Player of Tiso here!
This happened a few months ago before the corona virus outbreak actually. Entirely coincidental.
@@executiveelf8793 In Italian, Corona mean Crown
@@XaryLoon and more importantly in spanish corona means crown.
It's part of the anatomy of a star and at times translates into "crown"... for eons before a virus picked up the name. For decades, it was a beer label too.
@@That80sGuy1972 I had a Corona beer today
"UNITED STAKES OF SMAAAAAASH!!"
I had to. I'm sorry.
“No no, he’s got a point.”
PLUS ULTA lol
"I'm sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear your monologue over the sound of your jaw breaking!"
Love the Samuel L. Jackson reference with the monk being sick and tired of the vamps
On this God damn plane, of existence.
I'M SICK OF THESE MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING PLANE!
Cool if not a little cheesy
I’m sick and tired of these GODDAMN SNAKES
So cheesy I couldn't help but appreciate it.
I did actually, I'm in a long standing campaign that's an entire party of Drow, we're trying to get to the bottom of a deadly plague rampaging our world. I'm playing a young drow alchemist, so.. lots and lots of potion shenanigans and bombs! We get to one city, and are ambushed by rogue guards, the whole city is in chaos from this. The fight draws on, and eventually it's my turn. My character has low dex and terrible rolls sometimes, so he often goes last.
I miss my first bomb attack, I rolled a 2 to hit and it goes flying over his head. At my level I can attack twice with my bombs per action. So the rogue guard laughs at me, telling me how my aim is horrible. And I prepare my second bomb, one filled with Acid and chuck it.. Nat 20. It lands square in his laughing mouth as I explain.
"TALK SHIT..." The bomb erupts. ".. Get hit..." Does critical damage, which for our DM, just means doubling the initial damage~
One of my best moments, as the bomb killed the guard by melting his face off.
If it landed in his mouth, and exploded there. Wouldn't that melt his head from the inside-out?
FATALITY
@@shadowhunter1429 Just:
"Ha! Your aim su-" *Flask of Acid in the fucking mouth!*
"Talk Shit, get Hit."
*Guard dies like that one dude in Dredd that ate a fire round AND the poor irradiated schmuck from Robocop combined*
@@shadowhunter1429 I thought that too, but the way the DM figured is since the bombs are more than hand sized, a little over, that the acidic splashed out of the guys mouth like one when they throw liquid in a bowl.
I rolled with it cause the mental image of some poor guy flailing as his face melted while he died was funnier.
My favorite encounter with a vampire: We were fighting three vampires who trapped us in a room immediately after a stinking cloud trap went off. The poor sorcerer with the negative con spent the entire fight puking in a corner while a vampire bit into him. Another grappled me (the dwarven cleric) thinking it would get an easy meal. I went Rorschach shouting how they were trapped with me while casting spirit guardians. With my radiant damage I was outpacing anything their bites could heal.
My favorite encounter with a vampire- I shoved garlic bread down its throat.
@@jasonsummy7924 That's hilarious. Did that do any extra damage? Not a dnd player so vamps weaknesses are an enigma to me
@@devinwhite5064 Radiant damage is especially powerful against the undead, it might even be double damage, but I’m not sure on that last point.
@@kimosterhout3242 My question was mainly about the garlic bread being shoved down a vampires throat.
@@devinwhite5064 Oh, okay. I was wondering about that one myself…
Solis be like:
_"Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!"_
*YES YES YES YES YES!*
LegoKirbyMan Channel see what they don’t know is Solis is his alias. He actually is known as Jonathan Joestar. That was some real Sunlight Yellow Overdrive shit.
Hello! I'm actually the player of Tiso! And yeah in our group, any time this event is brought up we refer to it as "the time Solis Jojo'd a vampire"
Is that a JoJo reference?
@@executiveelf8793 Thats both hilarious and awesome.
Vampire: Oh, you’re approaching me?
Solis: I can’t beat the shit out of you without getting closer.
Oh my god this is a campaign i’m in, i’m cannibal lector
Oh, I never knew Ruben played D&D.
Who needs a holy sword when you can cast Divine Fist
More potent than the standard Fist cast. :P
@@willparry530 Indeed, not only you can add your Strength modifier but also your Wisdom since there is nothing better to punch something evil than your insightful ability to put your own self-righteous moral compass over the thing you are punching.
I suggest Sun Soul for Holy Radiant Soul Lazer Fist
lol, both you guys are a barrel of laughs. And yes I do mean in a good way. XD
Maybe rename it...Righteous Fisting.
The new intro had me thinking "Roleplayers, assemble!"
I like the idea of it being the Avengers of Forgotten Realm
I have a tale similar to this, but not as grand.
I was playing a Tiefling monk named Journey in a Curse of Strahd campaign. During an overnight long rest, on my watch, a werewolf approached the camp. I managed to wake up our ranger, but could not wake up anyone else unless - per DM's ruling - I wanted to negate the effects of the long rest, as the rest of the party had already fought some other creatures approaching camp that night.
The Aarakocra ranger was almost immediately blinded after a critical hit from the werewolf raked him across the face, meaning he had disadvantage on all attacks. Essentially, it was me vs the werewolf now.
Over the course of the next few turns, I beat this thing to death with my bare fists, once I realized that my spear wasn't doing much damage. Journey was just high enough level that his unarmed strikes now counted as magical, meaning they did full damage.
Only downside was that, during the savagery that blinded the ranger, the ranger contracted lycanthropy.
Would...that technically make them the first flying werewolf?
@@daltonthomson5379 they only turned once after that, before the patty managed to cure him. They had to choose between curing his blindness or his lycanthropy, so we chose the option that was more likely to get us killed if not taken care of.
Still, we had plenty of fun with the blind jokes, including the ranger's player.
8:08 I would have said "Really? You're quoteing Snakes on a Plane?"
Caught that too.
"I would like to RAGE!" -Grog
Roflmao it took me so off guard
I'd like to roll psychic damage.
GM: What do you do?
Monk: Punch it to death.
Yirbel lives!! What is it with players drinking or eating random things?? Our sorcerer did the most bizzare of drugs. Got got so high once he ended up in a different dimension
I've had those afternoons...
Sanguine blesses you my child
Grog: Muscle Wizards Cast Fist!
Not just Fist in this case. Divine Fist!
@@willparry530 Divine Fist of the North Star!
@@Elyseon YeeeeHAW!
Have you ever managed to kill a creature in such spectacular fashion? 🤔
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I shot a vampire with a laser gun once and it died instantly.
My group of friends all decided to try out DND, of course it was everyone's first game and my friend Shaun Sterling the human variant monk killed a wearbear(I think) with a punch in the balls.
My first character ever saved the party from being turned into statues from two basilisks by: succeeding so well on a Con save against the stone gaze I made one basilisk cower in fear, killing said basilisk to slice open it's stomach and spray the acid onto two of my friends (all while taking damage from the second basilisk), and getting knocked down only to have my friend revive me to then immediately get up and crit the second basilisk so hard I crushed the stomach in such a way that I spayed the last friend. This was all on the very first session I was playing as this character and the second session I'd ever played; I only did something that cool two other times during the whole campaign. Great times.
I remember one time I was playing a Cambion(homebrew modification on a Tiefling, basically), and I think we were fighting a Lycanthrope of some kind. I was on the second floor of a house and it was outside fighting the rest of the party. I jumped out the window with my sword and fell on top of it, swinging my sword. Thanks to the momentum, surprise attack, and rule of cool, I decapitated it.
Another campaign I was a Human Bard, I think, and a similar thing happened. We had some sort of cultists attacking us while we were at an inn, I think, they snuck in during the night. I was on the second floor and saw one outside fleeing. I had a Robe of Stars on, so I jumped out the window, landed on top of them, slamming their face into the ground. Then I took a few stars from my robe, slammed them into the back of their head, and blasted them with a point blank high level Magic Missile.
I think I have a thing for surprise aerial attacks, but damn if they aren't cool.
I never did anything that cool but my monk did spear tackle a hobgoblin off the parapet in The Black Road.
My friends and I were playing a 5e campaign for almost exactly 10 years, it ended last year. We started in high school and had been playing through college, and even a little bit after. We all lived close enough to meet every or every other weekend.
Now I played a Human Wizard since this was my first campaign and I had the creativity of 0. Now my Wife, at the time girlfriend started playing about a year after we started, she played a half-elf ranger. We weren't super corny about it but we decided to make our characters a couple.
Now after like i think year 4? We had all reached lvl 20 so our DM decided to start handing out heroic boons. And we all got a ton of boons, and we were stupid broken for the normal game. So our DM started making more powerful enemies. When we got to year 8/9 our average bosses would average around 1k hp, had like double the legendary resistances, and even more legendary actions.
Skip to year 10 and we are finally all thinking we should let the PCs retire and live a life. Our DM goes along and introduces a Dark Wizard that is more powerful then I am. And I was BROKEN, like i was given a boon we called Parallel Processing which allowed me to fire an additional spell of any level as a BA but having to pass a Con check equal the the spell lvl +10. I also had double the amount of spells so 2 lvl 9 spells all the way down doubled. We all had our respected main attributes to 30 by this point between Items and boons. So this guy was tough and was trying to awaken something and bend it to his will.
What he awakened was a what our DM described as a Red Dragon, Terrasque hybrid that was made by some mad lich few thousand years ago and was sealed here. The thing was apocalyptic is how our DM described it, made Ancient Drags look like chihuahuas. After two whole sessions of non-stop fighting trying to take down this things 10k health pool, (note: even me the wizard at this point had over 500 HP, our Barb almost at 1k.) We were getting wrecked our barb and fighter went unconscious many times, our cleric was running out of healing spells which she also had the double spells boon.
Our paladin the quasi leader realized this wasn't a fight we could win so he ordered our retreat. But if we retreated the beast would ravage the town we had frequented for I think the DM said like 7 years of in game time. I still had a 9th lvl spell left so I went and had a conversation with the DM. The DM agreed with my idea if I could do the roles. I did, with 2 nat 20s and a 19.
My wizard stood facing this abomination and asked the Mystra to grant me the power to save my family. She replied with what will you sacrifice? I answered 'everything.' My magic, my life, everything I have I will use on this last spell. She said yes, and so my DM described as burning cracks like molten lava spread from my staff into my body completely covering my body. My eyes glowed like the sun, and my DM described as not the 8th lvl spell Sunburst, but what he called the 11th lvl spell Solar Flare. As a column of burning light came down and destroyed the monster by 4hp. When my party spearheaded by the ranger came looking for me my DM said they found me standing still with my stupid smile on my face. As a breeze picks up my body turns to ash, and scatters to the wind. And so ended the story of Rook, the street kid from the slums of Sapron, who became a legend. My Fiance at this point was balling her eyes out and the rest of the party near or in tears. And she hits me very hard. The DM describes that several years later my Fiance character the ranger is standing in front of a statue of my character with a small child. And that's where he ended the campaign
God damn it you got me in tears
Wow...
@@purplestar322 same,
No. No. It's just some dust in my eyes. No need to bother.
@@purplestar322 Ya, it was an insane campaign and an even more insane ending.
Step 1.walk up to your hated enemy
Step 2. Raise your fist like im doing IT right Now And prepare to UNLEASH YOUR BURNING FURY UPON HIS UNEXPECTING FACE!!!
Well I, Cato Sicarius would rather go into cat stance like this And...
STEP 4. I CAST FIST!!!
Ah, I was going to make that reference.
I, Cato Sicarius, can't feel my teeth...
Never bring a weapon to a fist fight.
Well, a fist IS a weapon, so.....
@@jefferyoneill1 I guess you could say a fist is a weapon...In the right hands.
Never bring a vampire to a fist fight
Brings bigbys hand to a fist fight
I was playing my first ever game of dnd with some of my friends a few weeks ago and I was playing a goliath barbarian and we had come into an encounter with a manticore and a chimera fighting each other my goliath had about 998 push/pull/carry as most of my skill points had been dumped into strength and charisma I rolled and agility check to run and jump on the chimeras back rolled a 15 , I then did a strength check to break one of its necks and I rolled a nat 20 so no only did I break its neck I ripped it off and I got a decent trophy out of it :]
Monks are badass...
I had once a character in a game called "No Return" (it's German and as far as I'm aware there are sadly no translations for it (yet)).
Her name was Talia and she was an owl mutant, meaning she was half human and half owl; she had wings and some feathers and above all: claws.
These claws were somehow so strong that she mostly just fought with them instead of any gun or sword or axe. She was also very strong so an axe would have done immense damage if I used it right but I never did. I als think we miscalculated some of the stats because we were playing on survival (basically you get less points to distribute but also the enemies are not as hard. There are also two other modes I forgot the name of) and Talia was just a walking death machine.
Anyways, at one point she and her group were in an zombie infested house and one of Talias friends got turned into one. He immediately tried to bite her but it didn't go through her thick skin.
Mutants can have crazy mutations that don't even have to make sense with the animal you uhh "represent". So I got Talia some thick skin, on top some great armor (nearly the best in the game) and she also had great constitution, so even if the bite went through it probably wouldn't have made any damage. (Talia went first most of the time because bullets mostly just bounced off of her)
The friend, now trying desperately to bite my arm, gets one apologizing look from Talia before she literally _rips his brain out_ and then moves on to help her other friends.
She later got killed in a tournament in the semi-finals because she got hit three times in the chest (a lethal zone, usually one good hit suffices to kill someone but she pushed through). It was kinda unfair though, because her buddy got knocked out and she was then up against two big guys, one with the sniper that eventually killed her.
Talia was my first and up until now my greatest character, even though she wasn't perfect. She will forever remain in my groups hearts as the walking shield that could rip you apart but usually didn't because you were nice to her.
PS: She once wasn't able to see the greatest sword in the whole game leaning against the wall right in front of her because I got a bad roll. Five minutes later she was the only one able to pick it up without loosing a finger (one of her friends lost part of his. He was our swords-guy XD).
Yes... I killed 2 vampire lords solo... one was a vampire cleric, and the other was a vampire wizard. Took 4 turns but if you can get a quivering palm on a opponent with low con scores it's almost always instant death. Just reach your hand out and clench your fist twards the enemy and say a prayer to your god... something along the lines of " kavvak will feast on your soul vampire" or " when you see the devil in hell tell him Sylar says hello.. then apologize for the inconvenience"
I play a Cavalier, as the newest player in a long-running campaign. I got to start at level 11 with a custom "greatspear" (to make up for my lack of magic weaponry), and a warhorse named Sonofabitch the Second. Within two sessions, the party used a long-kept Scroll of Awakening on the horse. Because the DM and I used to watch MLP:FiM together, he let me roll to determine Sonofabitch's fighting skill, and turned the horse into a level 1 Fighter. Since I'd already demonstrated that Sonofabitch could tie and untie ropes with his mouth, and I grew up around renowned horse riders, I talked the DM into letting me train Sonofabitch to use a sword. I'd gained a second sword by this time, a +1 Dragonslayer.
Every morning, the light of dawn was met by the clash of hooves and steel, sword against sword. The warhorse already had impressive footwork, and he proved a natural at manipulating one-handed weaponry with his lips, tongue, and teeth. I had to remove his bit and bridle, but a master horseman doesn't rely on those. Eventually, Sonofabitch was fitted with magical Horseshoes of the Zephyr.
Soon, Sonofabitch (an affable and calm horse who deserved a better name) had become a level 3 Fighter Battlemaster. We fought to defend our home city from a massive invasion. My Cavalier and Battlemaster steed used the city's cavalry to save the day, and facilitate a retreat from the outer wall. The rest of the party fought masterfully, and we kept most of our army intact through a combination of beautiful rolls, brilliant tactics, and quick decisions. The battle eventually moved to the city's inner castle, which had been infiltrated by enemy orcs and ogres. There, Sonofabitch would prove his valiance.
The battle in the inner castle was quick and brutal. Small formations of soldiers were butchered, or held their bloody ground and gave as good as they got. Our party eviscerated the enemies in the foyer, until only one ogre was left standing on the balcony upstairs. I raced Sonofabitch up the ramp of an ogre's corpse, then up the stairs (Horseshoes of the Zephyr made this a breeze), and confronted the final ogre.
Sgt. Vin's greatspear kept the ogre back, and did hefty damage. Then it was Sonofabitch's turn. All of his attacks had been blocked or parried up until this point. But as he stood there, sizing that ogre up from top to bottom, he decided "I can do this." I rolled a Nat 20 on his attack. The DM stated that my horse leaped through the air, carrying Sgt. Vin with him. A geyser of blood erupted from the ogre's neck, and Sonofabitch landed on the other side of him. I used a bonus action hoof attack, and kicked the ogre through the banister. It crashed onto a suit of armor below, impaling itself on a halberd.
That was the moment when Sgt. Vin declared "What am I carrying Dragonslayer for? Switch swords!" And from that moment on, Sonofabitch wielded the +1 blade. We lost the battle, but escaped the city to fight another day.
On the airship that we escaped in, we were eventually attacked by wyverns in a storm. Sonofabitch killed two in one turn using Dragonslayer. A week later we fought our first dragon as a favor for a warcamp of honorable orcs. The dragon was killed by our wizard, but as it crashed into the ground I drove Sonofabitch into it and rolled a Nat 20 to decapitate its corpse with a single swing. *On that day, in that blizzard, Sonofabitch the Second earned his rightful name. And Sgt. Vin named him: Sonovin.*
I should add that this is the first campaign I've ever been in. My very first session ever was a one-shot involving the same people.
Also, Solis vs the vampire made my day. High stakes! Drive that stake!
Yes i have. We were playing a rift campaign, i was a gnoll mind melter. We made it to a derelict freighter, we docked in the hold was 40 zombies. So me trying to be a jedi, pulls out my light sword, use major telekinesis to spin my sword like a saw and move it at head level. Got 10 of them. So i look for the closes enemy, dm:there is a 8ft zombie and his two minions. Me: does he have any ribs exposed? Dm: yes. Why?
Me: i use telekinesis to hrab the rib 1 action to pull it out and 1 to shove it thru his head. Dm: k roll for it. Me: both nat 20
Dm: ok that was my boss so thats all i have for tonight. Me: i am so sorry.
Souless: *SUNLIGHT YELLOW OVERDRIVE!*
Everyone was getting a little tired at one point in a session a few weeks ago. My character was a halfling cleric of the tempest domain. I had asked my DM at the time that, given he looked bored with our slow combat scene, if I rolled a nat 20 could I jump over the little steam going through this cave to the other side, plunge my spear into the ground, and cast thunder wave on impact. Now my DM gave me the most tired look I’ve ever seen on him, and I’ve known him for over 3 years now. He said yes and I managed to kill/knock prone 3 enemies around me as well as kill the one floating in the water. It was my favorite moment from that session and I doubt I’ll forget it.
The time my friend’s character nuked himself
This was our first or second time playing together and our DM was letting some weird things happen. We were all roughly level 4 and were getting confident. I don’t remember what anyone else was playing as, but I know I was a wood elf cleric. We were walking through a forest to get to/murder a hobgoblin when some elves ran past us screaming at us to run. Not interested in following the DM’s obvious warning, we instead opted to hide. 12 gnolls walked over to our general area and started pushing over trees. One of my teammates was playing a spell caster and decided to take a long rest in a tree to get there spell slots back. I climbed the tree, picked him up, then carried him down to safety. While this was happening, my other team mate was building a bomb and was told to roll dexterity. Natural 1. The bomb blew up in his hands killing all 12 gnolls and knocking him unconscious. Death save 1: fail, death save 2: fail. I got to him just in time to heal him. Even after all that, we still had to deal with the fire surrounding the area. Eventually, we put the fire out and none of us died, but we definitely came close. After this event, my cleric retired from being an adventure and went to an Elven village to serve as a doctor. I have big plans to bring them back though...
The sheer manliness of this monk is matched by few. Mad props.
The subtitles helps a lot. Thanks for always taking a time to write them.
@_@ critical hit. Thanks for the heart.
My top kill:
Warlock, failed stealth check in an enemy lair. A low tier bandit comes to investigate;
Him: Uh. You shouldn't be here.
Me: I'm sorry... Do you have a moment to talk about our Lord and Saviour Malkizid? (my patron)
Him: oh. Not really.
Me: Well that's a shame, eldritch blast.
Nat 20 to hit, one hit kill.
Thats beautiful, also, if your interested in what i believe to be a better warlock class, check out Treantmonks version of it, you can find his video on youtube where he explains it and why he made the changes he did, and if you wanna try it out ask your dm. In my experience it makes the warlock much more enjoyable and helps it keep pace with all the other classes.
Tarraske (?spelling?) Dex+ portable hole+ throwing bag of holding nat 20, as we a all ran for our lives. Keep in mind the game was like 23 years ago. We were playing AD&D. But it was awesome, extra dimensional items can't exist in the same space as another extra dimensional items. Well it went boom. One day I would love to tell you"everything D&D" the epic campaign that led to us breaking a magically binding promise with a lich, that led to ALOT of crazy epic stuff, the party stuck together for about 4 years real time.
A friend of mine was a DM on a homebrew system (Since it was using an online software, the use of D100 was actually calculated for hits and crits, with a 5% to have a critical fail or a critical success). He implemented a mechanic, the "Mitra throw", which occurs in response to the craziest actions of the players, like a succession of critical success or critical fails. Whenever that happens, the DM throws 1D6 to increase the Mitra points, and every 5 points, something unpredictable happens.
What results of the Mitra throw can be good or bad, depending on a hidden dice throw of the DM's discretion.
The first throw ever was a 6, so came out of nowhere was a little white dog, which the players were (rightfully) wary of.
The dog is immortal, but does slyly retailiate to schemes against getting rid of him or just insulting him
- One of the player was stingy with his money that he kept a close eye on. The next morning, he found white fur among his coins. So next time they went to an inn, he would lock his door. Still the white fur reappears among the coins.
- Another player was a heavy armored class, and often times after trying to get rid of the dog, would find... unpleaseant surprises inside his gear in the morning, regardless of the lock on the door.
- The dog quickly became the victim of ditching attempts. They had him immobilized and resumed their journey. The dog just leapt out of their bag of holding half an hour later and followed them.
The kicker was when they were fighting the BBEG of their season. BBEG was a melee fighter with a magic stone that increased his elemental damage output and elemental resistance (In a system built around using weaknesses to deal greater DMG, it turned out to be pretty overpowered). After the party used all their spells and with two players downed, they took a moment to heal them. Meanwhile, the dog had leapt out of the bag of holding and went to the stone. Only after he put it in its mouth did the players notice, acting all nice to him to give the stone back. They ended up having to struggle against the dog for the stone. The dog turned out to be way stronger than four combat-trained persons and threw the stone to the nearest wall, which just... shattered, like glass.
It was only then that it clicked for the players. This dog's cognition affects his surrounding and whatever he interacts with.
What he believes, becomes. For him, the stone was a ball to play with, though they never got why it was glass specifically.
They still didn't want him around, but did leave him alone, mostly.
Except for one time where they tried to sacrifice it to the lord of the underworld. Even he didn't want the dog, because apparently, one day was all it took for that dog to turn his hellish realm to a grassland.
That dog was basically a trickster god, because of course DOG is GOD backwards.
My long running character has two natural enemies in the world, decided not by me or the DM but by pure dice rolls. He's debilitatingly weak against Dogs/Wolves/Worgs despite being a literal (Werewolf) and figurative monster, but super effective against Vampires. He once solo'd four vampires and won before the rest of the party made it to the fight. He was the only one not caught flat-footed during a surprise round, rolled high on initiative, and figuratively charged head first into the vampires. As a monk like Solis he had a farther movement speed than the rest of the party so he had two rounds to wail on them before the party could join him. That extended to 3+ rounds when another vampire showed up crmarrack.
Team effort, but I feel it counts. I entangled a Mindflayer with my level 1 character during a surprise round. And my team of 6 all level 1 managed to finish it off before it could act even once.
Who doesn't love a good old-fashioned gangbang
Them: Flurry of blows
Me, in my head: ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA...
I love playing as monks. I remember my first ever character was a halfling monk, I was the first one up in the first round of combat ever. I got a critical hit on a goblin with a dagger and killed it instantly, then I used my bonus action to do an unarmed strike and the force of my punch broke the second goblins skull.
As a Circle of the Moon druid, I once delivered the final blow to a young red dragon as a giant elk. I had used wild shape primarily to stay up for the next round, since the dragon’s breath weapon had bloodied all of us. After the encounter, the DM informed us that the dragon would have had its breath weapon back next round. It was equal parts glorious and hilarious.
It’s reasons like this that monks are my favored class! 🔥
I was a dragon born paladin and my group was facing a hydra. the ranger in our group was successful in ensnaring it, leaving it for me to thunder smite it a few times. what made that encounter challenging was it being underwater so our movements was halve along with our attacks being in disadvantage.
We had an encounter with an Ogre during session 0/1. We had a NTPK (Near Total Party Kill) & my 6'5" Female Goliath Cleric had been the ONLY one still standing. But, oh man the rush of having the killing blow! She had used her Battle Axe to slit it's throat & it died from the bloodloss.
My first session I was a Half Orc Monk (Lv 3) in my first combat ever I punched a Hobgoblin Chief to death in 1 round with fury of blows. Not that impressive, but it was my first.
One of my groups has gotten to the point where my fighter can solo a barlgura demon. Now he’s on clean-up duty whenever one of our warlock’s “helpful monkeys” gets out of control. Which, as you might expect, happens a lot.
Sadly I only started playing about 3 weeks or so ago (third session this Saturday), so I haven't killed anything in spectacular fashion yet. The story does make me feel a lot better about playing a Monk though, and I did manage to take out a "bandit" single-handed during my first real fight, so feeling good about that
Solis’s player here, Monk is my favorite class as it’s very good at doing damage. This story was my first big moment using the Way of the Astral Self subclass.
@@negagoku668 It certainly was a spectacular moment, and I can only imagine how it must have felt right in the heat of it ^^
You wanted shared stories, so here is one. I forget which version of DnD, 3.5 maybe, but it had a psionic class. This is what I went for. Bear in mind that the DM hated this class and I got a hard way to go for it.
So, there I am, my very first character. It was a middle aged elf psionic. I forget the level. I had access to a few basic moves, a simple teleport and a force push. The party had been intercepted by a stone giant, and I joined the fray fearlessly in my naivete. I, singlehandedly, knocked out the stone giant. First came a force push attack to the head, dazing it. Then a teleport behind the giant, at its own eye level, and another force push. It failed it's check, fainting. I then, spectacularly, failed a check of my own, breaking a leg when I hit the ground. The entire party leveled up, and the challenges only grew from there.
My human fighter (A shameless self-insert, sadly...) once woke up in his campsite to find a grey render breathing in his face. Not wanting to match his 1 attack per round against the beast's 3, he immediately attempted a grapple, which barely paid off. Several rounds later, and after managing to wrest his dagger out (a randomly rolled +1 returning dagger, to be precise), he shanked the beast enough times to kill it.
Those were the most harrowing 10-20 rounds of my player career, and the second to last session i played as a player since 2007.
I'm new to D&D, but in my third session my party consisted of a Fire Genasi Wizard, a silver Dragonborn Paladin, an Albino Gnoll Cleric (War Domain), and me, a Fallen Aasimar Barbarian (path of the Zealot) all of us are level 3.
We had just exited a mausoleum out s back entrance where we had fought a necromancer and met our newest party member (the Gnoll). As we exit a greenscale Dragonborn, I think his name was Rogar, confronts us and calls us out as cultists and despite our best efforts to convince him otherwise, he attacks, leaping over a ravine that stood between us. As he lands our DM described a Tabaxi leaping into the scene as well and kicks Rogar in the face and winks at us and then jumps into the ravine splashing into the river below.
Now since all of us, except for the player playing the Gnoll, are new players this was our DM's way to attempt to nudge us into following the Tabaxi because the fight against Rogar was going to be tough. However the DM forgot that my character has a deep hatred for all forms of cats. Thus my Aasimar simply refused to follow.
Then to once again encourage us to follow the Tabaxi the DM described that two lizard-folk and 6 Kobolds walk out of the forest and up the the opposing side of the ravine. Also following those enemies was a young green dragon who was clearly in cahoots with Rogar.
The rest of my party is getting nervous, but I stand there defiant and excited. The young green dragon then crosses the ravine and the DM calls to roll initiative.
I roll poorly as I have -1 to initiative and thus go last. Our paladin get one shot by Rogar who rolled a nat 20 on his attack. Our wizard then heals our paladin only for him to get one shot again, this time by the young green dragon. Our cleric heals the paladin once again. As the dragon takes to the sky and hits the paladin, cleric and (accidentally) Rogar with it's acid breath.
It's finally my turn. "So you've got a big pet eh? Betcha I can match it!" My Aasimar shouts. (Now to help explain this next part I need to tell you what happened inside the mausoleum. After defeating the necromancer, an angelic being appeared and as a thank you for eliminating the evil wizard we were each granted a boon in the form of a legendary ability. My ability is that I transform into a bipedal 14' tall, 2200lb boar, think dark beast ganon from the Legend of Zelda) as I shut this I activate my legendary ability and to the shock of my party members I transform into the previously described beast. I then ask to grab the dragon by the legs as it's flying. Our DM says to roll a strength check. Ok, 19 I succeed. I then ask if I can roll to attempt to suplex the dragon. DM says, "ok I'll allow it, roll another strength check" nat 18+6. I succeed again. I then use my movement to drag the dragon away from my party to prevent the dragon from hitting them with it's acid breath.
Now at this point Rogar is angry and manages to tackle me to the ground forcing me to relinquish my grip on his dragon. Rogar then proceeded to climb atop his dragon and fly back across the ravine. My barbarian is angry, you dont run from a fight! I request to leap across the ravine and attempt to reach out and grab the dragon. DM says, "roll an athletics check" I roll and succeed in jumping across the ravine, but the dragon is too high for me to reach. (Meanwhile the rest of the party has been slowly killing the two lizard-folk and 2 or 3 of the Kobolds) Our paladin suggests I use a new of my javelins to chuck at the dragon, to which I then inform him that as part of my transformation all of my weapons and armor meld into my body to essentially grant me my size. I then glance around at what's in arms reach that I could possibly use as a makeshift weapon. I see a kobold. I roll a strength check and grab a kobold and proceed to chuck the little thing up into the air towards the dragon's underbelly....and actually roll high enough to hit.
Rogar fails his Dex save and fall 20ft to the ground and as the dragon lowers down close enough to attack me I manage to gouge it's stomach with my hoofed claws. Ouw wizard then managed to snipe the dragon put of the sky with Ray of Frost killing the dragon. Rogar then flees into the woods and I give chase.
(I'll shorten the rest of the scenario, but it ended up with me catching up to Rogar and swinging him around like the Hulk did to Loki in the first Avengers movie)
And that's the story of the day I suplexed a dragon! Hope you all like it!
I was with a group investigating an unground temple and unexpectedly drew a lich to the party by accidentally destroying it's phylactery. We were all basically 1st and 2nd level, 2 clerics, 1 paladin, a rogue and a fighter. After the first round, and luckily surviving, myself(one cleric) and the other cleric held or turn undead till the paladin went. The paladin besieged his god for aid as the two clerics cast turn undead. Through good rolls, and the rule of cool, we turned the lich to ash and sanctified the temple to each of our gods, Anubis for the paladin, Kelemvir for my cleric and Palor for the other cleric.
I remember the heroic teir boss of my first campaign, a dracolich. We push it of a cliff my nephew was playing somekind of wizard with a familiar, a raven named Evermore. Anyway once it took flight my nephew asked how high we were. The Dm said a long way up a mountain. My nephew smile and casts a spell that would push the dragon and knock it prone he rolled 2, but used a feat to channel magic though the bird rerolling a nat 20. The dracolich dropped like a meteor DM rolled a lot of fall dice
My most memorable victory? I was playing a Ravenloft Campaign... probably 20 years ago. I was playing a Kender Cleric/Handler... so I was good at the Kender's natural tendency to pick up things that don't belong to them. My acrobatics score was quite good. I don't remember much of the campaign, except that the DM was great and creeped us all out really well... perfect for a Ravenoft setting. My victory was in a battle with a werewolf. I had found a little silver knife in my forays and was confronted with the snarling monster. "He lunges toward you," my DM says. "He lunges?" I asked. "Yes." "I lunge back with the silver knife in hand." The DM, a sciencey type, realizes the physics happening here and lets me roll. Nat 20. He blinks for a moment in shock, and then describes what happens... as the werewolf lunges at me, the Kender does an amazing forward roll, with all his little strength and momentum, plunges the knife into its heart, and then, with a victorious shout, throws it aside. It was pretty cool.
Ah monk, the class that just refuses to be hit xD
SONO CHI NO SADAME! JOOOOOOOOOOJO!
"XP by level, rather than milestones"
...does he think that others don't?
It's actually pretty common now to do levels through milestone
@@BallPythons1000 I personally dislike milestone most of the time. I've participated in campaigns that do milestone, and there were times where we *would* have leveled up if we were doing experience, but were stuck at a lower level because of milestone.
@@jackiechan715 Yea, but milestone is pretty cool to role-play level-ups.
@@jackiechan715 It really depends on the DM. In my group, we level way faster than usual because of the milestone leveling, and the group is always at equal level.
@@starslayer8390 I usually try to keep everyone equal level, doing experience, but I acknowledge that it does vary based on DM. My personal experiences have been less enjoyable with milestone, is all.
I once ran a campaign where in the intro mission the archer bard asked if he could make a called shot against the big troll at the end of my dungeon. It was beating them all pretty badly so I asked what he wanted to do. He said he wanted to shoot it in the eye to blind it. I told him such precise aiming would roll at a -5 penalty. He was ok with the risk. You've probably guessed what happens...yep nat 20. Everyone cheers. I ask for a confirmation roll...nat 20. Table goes nuts. I ask him for one more d20 (wondering to myself if he would get the fabled triple nat 20). He rolled an 18. Do I rp'd that he shot the troll in the eye with such precision it ripped right through his head and killed it. See I have a house rule any triple nat 20 = instant death vs ANY foe. With him using a called shot and it being such an epic outcome I decided it made for fun for all. Such a great dungeon.
Monk is actually a solid class.
I actually want this story told. The time a ranger/paladin nearly killed a kraken single handedly.
My character sisko firbolg lvl 20 lvl5 ranger lvl15 paladin.
After a falling out with some of our players my character had been the only starting character to survive through the whole campaign but due to the dm having problems home wise we had to scrap it but to pave a way for some of my future characters for another campaign I was aloud to create my own characters legend who was able to travel across seas to make a homestead to have my whole clan of firbolgs moved due to imminent danger.
On our final 2 days of travel we came to a pass of a storm, sisko not being the best with water due to his proficiency with more land based terrain and some issues.
Entering the storm he slowly realized from the canopy of the ship that something very big was traveling in an ice storm hurricane, due to buffs to my vision (thank you ranger) I was able to see it barely in the water.
When we felt the whole boat rock and myself barely holding on so not to fall out of the birds nest I passed my strength with an 18.
After noticing that there was an impending doom i dropped from the birds nest myself and the rest of the crew noticed tentacles picking off our front 1 at a time.
Me being a quick thinker remembered I had legendary armor with the horn of Valhalla after summing 7 soldiers to help me fight off the kraken tentacles and us being able to evacuate the rest of the normal fighters to the bottom cabins after they had been beaten and dwindled down to only now a 5 man crew including the ships captain.
I then took out a wand of the follower summinging forth a shark to keep an eye on the kraken and to alert I started to make our captain move the ship close to some ice glaciers but before we could the kraken struck and almost demolished our ship and crew from the bottom moving to the top being launched into the water.
As I had almost lost hope i had one more crazy idea, with my axe that I had been cursed to had a berserker feat and gave me 8 rounds of extra damage (pretty much super firbolg) I jumped into the water sending my shark to save the ships captain who had been sent unconscious and getting him to safety I turn on the monster in the deep.
After bombing in and out of water for air barely making my con saves to stay conscious from drowning I took one last breath of air as my valkyries could no longer help me because they had been whipped out, I dove into the water not believing I was going to live.
Making it to the kraken to try and finish this quickly i let myself be grappled and eaten, after taking a round to make a strength check to not get swallowed I used the last of my berserker demonic powers to chop my way through the krakens eye. Thinking I had finished of this beast I had been grappled yet again by a tentacle and my favorite character of all of the ones I created was dying he made one last prayer to his god to ask for strength, barely making the religion check i was given one more boost of strength just enough to break free of the monsters grip and dash moving to the nearest glacier to safety he passed out and went unconscious.
After waking up on a beach with no gear no armor I feared for his life but alas my dm had bigger plans. Allowed me to go on one final quest of an escort mission to see if I could find my home stead.
But that is another tale to tell maybe if this one is read I will make another post.
Thank you so much for all of the content and binge worthy material, keep up the hard work
So you drove the Kraken off instead of killing it? Still a pretty epic accomplishment.
I had expended my healing spells and all of the magic attacks I had at my disposal. When I was cutting through the krakens head I had 2 round before I drowned and I was 3 rounds away from surface I was playing for almost 2 hours when this happened and adrenaline was rushing lol I am supposed to encounter the kraken in another campaign. But that story has yet to have been told
@@BootsThaClown_StrangeJRB Aha. Well, color me interested for that other story you mentioned.
Keep up the good work, man. Loving the intro btw 👍
When he said Flurry of Blows I said out loud "YEAH!!!" cause my current character is a Half Orc Monk and I LOVE using that move.
Solis missed his opprotunity to say "ATATATATATATATATATATATAAAHH!! you are already dead dead.
that was ballzy of him to take on a full fleged vampire by himself. lol
I have said it before that my crazy moment of Glory as a player was first campaign icing a well known Lich and then killing the team killer that tried to finish off rest of the party. First time playing luck is The Force.
A guy punches a vampire to death.
*IS THAT A MOTHERFUCKING JOJO REFERENCE?*
I ended up Soloing an Ogre as a lvl 3 bard type thing in pathfinder. I should preface that the race i was using was custom made moth race, but not op in the slightest and the character wasn't optimized for the class. the only real advantage it had was being able to fly. My moth was a skald of the spirit totem in pathfinder. When i say "soloed an ogre" it was just me as a player, but there were two NPCs there as well.
When i got there, my moth began his melody and was able to summon some spirit wisps on himself and the npcs. It wasn't much, but each turn the Ogre too 3 hits of negative damage from the wisps, anywhere between 4-9 damage per hit, in addition to the swords from the npcs. Bit by bit, we were able to chip away at the health of the ogre and it eventually fell. I didn't know at the time that that was the boss of the section, i was only going to complete an objective since i could get there fast, but that was what greeted me when i got there and some how came out on top.
SOLIS!?
I'm not gonna lie, I have a Half-Elf Rogue with that exact same name- Level 2 as it stands but- holy-
Haha idk why but a ruin literally named "Ruin" is hilarious to me xD
Let's all go to Ghost Town! It's a Ghost Town!
Monks be stacked yo
I put together a character that is a Goliath wizard.
(actually based off of another D&D story from this channel)
And in my mind when he cast ‘catapult’
He’s actually punching the object At the enemy
OK I'm not gonna lie that was so amazingly cool
My fav character was tabaxi monk that used claws instead of fists,and was dealing slashing dmg instead of bludgeoning, he was 155 cm, small lazy guy but can be ferocius.
When my monk was at 3rd level, we encountered sewer crocodiles. Quarterstaff attack: Nat 1. Staff breaks and floats off in the sewer water.
Flurry of Blows! 2 unarmed attacks: Nat 1 then Nat 20!
DM: "As u punch the croc, it's mouth opens and ur fist goes in and ur arm scrapes on some of the teeth. (Take 1 damage)Then u thrust 2 fingers upwards towards the crocs brain cavity and ur fingers poke out thru the eyeholes!
The croc goes limp and falls back into the 'water.' Dead"
Vampire: you think you wo-*jaw snaps*
SOL-DEMONKILLIN-IS: keep your filthy words.
If the DM was doing their job, that Monk was getting HELLA bonus damage by aiming their Flurry of Blows at the chest-mounted wooden stake!
He did!
It's a big part of why he was able to take it down and we didn't all die.
That Monk probably took some levels in barbarian after this encounter
I once boiled a hobgoblin in his own armor with heat metal as a bard
I recently body checked a scorpion just two days ago with my fellow Aasimar Monk. It's a great combination.
The vampire: you thought you won but *tries to do a spell*
Monk: FUCK OUTTA HERE *punches* BOI
Name:Corona
Coincidence I think not
I knew id find this comment.
I remember when my 4th edition Hybrid Fighter/Ranger Dragonborn/Prestige:Shock Trooper Crit, Crit, Critted her way to one shotting a Beholder... it was supposed to be a Boss Fight and I swear my GM nearly flipped the table...
Her name was Syxtrixarexia, and she was using an Encounter attack from her Prestige Class that used Main Hand, On Hit- Off Hand, On Hit, Main Hand. She was wearing a pair of +2 Vicious Gauntlets, and criticaled the Main Hand attack, then did the same with the Off Hand attack and the second Main Hand attack...
She was kitted out to be a Pugilist (A rival to our party's Monk), and her Gauntlets dealt 1d10 damage each due to feats and abilities. She had also made the Beholder her Quarry for that round.... So... splat.
Hey! DM here, I had no clue this junk would happen, like i was getting ready to pull out the books for a new set of characters and new adventure. Goes to show what can happen with luck and the rage of an angry monk lol
the vampire be like "AAAAAGH JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY THIS STEAK HAS BEEN IN MY HEART FOR LIKE 10 MINUTES NOW!"
Bare fists and a wood stake. But great story!
Damn this was animated so well!
Interesting how the initial post said "instead of milestones" unaware that milestones is a Homebrew mechanic. I'm guessing he hasn't played that much without it.
Solis: Omiwa mo shinderu.
Vampire: Nani??
Don't ever underestimated consecutive normal punches.
Monk fists!
I was playing a half orc barbarian and the party including me and two others were pretty hurt, one was down. There is one more stalker (which was a homebrew monster that is an animalistic humanoid kinda like the human mutants from metro exodus) in an encounter of 5 or 6. The last one two hands our kenku ranger and he goes down, and I should mention we were playing with a critical flop chart and one of the flops was a weapon break and so my greatsword snapped in half pretty much the turn before, so with no other options with no weapons I say screw it and try to throw the stalker down a large pit in the room that was about 50ft deep. I roll an attack and grapple roll and get a nat 20 on both so when the DM asked how I wanted to do that, I added some flavor to it by saying that I expertly suplexed the stalker into the pit only to hear a meaty thud at the bottom
TLDR: I suplexed to save the party
Well now a vampire killing story. I think I got one. Btw you can find it on Reddit as "The charming paladin saves the day"
So I was the dm and my players were a dragonborn paladin a half rogue/monk revenant (homebrew) and a half-orc bard/fighter a elf wizard and a human cleric with an awesome beard.
So the king had a party for his wife who is preggos whit a child and suddenly while the wife is coming down the stairs a knife appears on her trough a female appeared behind her and he seemed "come in " and suddenly trough the windows a swarm of bats came crashing. So we skip to about the middle of the fight the main vamp and his two wives (who are cursed to die of head explosion if they betrayed him) the party the king and his unconscious wife #spareTheDying. The paladin goes to one of the wives and said "why are you helping this evil monster help us"(we all joked that he said "come with me Francesca" he got a nat 20 and the wife got a 1 and a 2 so she got an explosive headache. And later I let the cleric cast his revivify on her and he did it so woho for the Paladin
I had a fight with my half orc barbarian against 4 human guards and with the last guard my dm rolled nat 20 while I had 1 hp left so i got downed but used the half orc ability to get back up at 1 hp so I had to use my rage again but my barbarian path is of the wild soul so I have to roll a D8 to see what will happen I rolled an 8 and then a beam of light came out of my chest and killed the last guard.. I can say this was one of the most intense fights I had with my barbarian so far.
Damn it! I already made a monk with a storyline that included a vampire and then I see this, I was beaten to it and this is more epic than what I would’ve done. Oh well, at least this is epic.
Not exactly my story, but I was there with my wife.
Our first AL game, her first game ever, and we showed up with level 1 Bard (her) and Barbarian (me)
Can't recall the module, but there was some like feral rabid goblins and despite it being a full table, the scaling got wonky and we nearly TPKed on the introductory fight (my wife barely survived with an NPC Intervening)
Come a couple hours later, end of the module, Boss Fight against a Hobgoblin warlord dude my wife steps forward in the cavern lair and scowls, spits out "WHO CARPETS A GD CAVE?" (the DM made very elaborate detailings of the random rug in the middle of the room) and and hits for full damage on her dissonant whisper, causing him to just keel over, causing all the goblins to become demoralized.
I still laugh cuz the DM brings it up every time we see him a the bar the AL is at and goes "Oh, here to Trivialize another Boss fight? I said I was sorry!" bringing a grin to my wifes lips every single time.
Finally I'm not the only Aasimar Monk
I got a pair of lucky nat 20s, but my level 3 NE Tabaxi Shadow Monk Xiang'Hua Yueda managed to solo a Manticore in a coupla rounds.
Corona: *exists*
2020: *shudders*
I once witnessed a monk fighting a werewolf 2 levels above him. Nothing was working against the wolf and the monk lacked any high dmg offensive magic, so he remembered that the local currency was silver coins. He said "I reach my coin bag and put 6 coins between my fingers and use flurry of fists!" - I saw the DM be rendered speechless and roll the dices: "You managed to critically wound the werewolf..."