Last session we ran an interlude session where the group went to sleep and woke up tied up in a field. Each round, 5 zombies came out of holes surrounding them. They did pretty good fighting off a horde of 25 zombies (for being second level) until those all self immolated while shouting dire warnings at them. At this point the group was convinced this was all a dream. That’s when the two hill giant zombies showed up and started taking them out one by one. In doing so, they killed my 12 year old sons Brawler. Everyone else was knocked unconscious. They woke up to find themselves gagged with bags over their heads and being dragged somewhere. That’s when they realized this wasn’t a dream.
But it is a dream. And in the next session they’re going to wake up back in their house like nothing happened. Except the brawler is going to be dead with his hair turned bright white.
I killed my first character ever.Statistics: Posted by Kyle — Sat Nov 23, 2019 5:35 am
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