D&D Players, What was your most badass character moment in a session?

[@superfred1.9]

I remember this one time I was playing DnD, and the two strongest people in my party were struggling to open a door. I decided to step in to help and got a Nat 20, instantly opening the door. Everyone had a laugh.

[@RuNaruX0175]

That reminds me of the moment in Critical Role Campaign 1 Episode 27 or 28 where Percy, Vax, and Scanlin were trying to open a door and Scanlin just punched it open with Bigsbies Hand

[@KelbPanthera]

I had a similar moment. We're in a swamp and there's a bit of flowing water we'd rather not set foot in. There's a deadish tree in just the right spot that it'll cover the gap between the two banks if we knock it over. The massive, neanderthal warrior puts his shoulder into it but rolls like a 2 on the d20 and fails to topple it. I decide to give it a shot with my "literally as weak as housecat" old dragonborn wizard because "why not." Something like a 19 on the die later and I've stuck the butt of my staff under a root and wedged the thing over. Gm had set the dc at a mere 15. We all laugh out of character. In character, I clap the neanderthal's breastplate with the back of my hand and quip "ya see, lad, it's all about leverage!" and we continue on with the adventure. Less badass than humorous but I thought it was worth sharing anyway.

[@peteralexandergraae2830]

@@RuNaruX0175 we all remember vox machinas archenemy, doors. But there is also this one time everyone rolled nat 1 on moving some statue, and Pike got a nat 20 and pushed it aside, single handedly

[@mr.question3603]

I had something similar happen to me. The paladin was trying to open a door which required a successful strength check. He tried three times and failed all of his rolls. My character, a Dragonborn monk that the paladin dislikes, instantly opens the door on the first roll.

[@redxlaser1562]

I this campaign, there was a custom pantheon in it. I was given an artifact by the ‘god of god’s’ that was wrapped in fabric. Soon after, before I saw what it was, I met the god of the underworld. He ended up attacking me, which would’ve been a one hit kill, and it turns out my artifact was a *literal* uno reverse card. His attack was amplified and shot back at him and he decided to book it.

[@peteralexandergraae2830]

That's not what the uno reverse card does. More people should play that game.

[@redxlaser1562]

@@peteralexandergraae2830 Well that's how it worked in that DnD game. People seem to generally have a more 'memed' use for that Uno card than how that actually works in Uno.

[@peteralexandergraae2830]

@@redxlaser1562 Indeed they do. When I first started seeing the meme used, I was dead confused, because it made no sense

[@unknownslayer7363]

Futuristic campaign. Hexblade warlock with UA stuff. We started hunting a giant mecha sand worm that has bin doing alot of damage to nearby city's and towns. Divination wizard rolled a nat 20, and I was 9th level with a spell storing ring. For those that us UA, you know the hexblade combo. I turned my pact weapon into an antimatter rifle, used all my buffing spells, divination wizard gave me a nat 20, and I used both cursebringer and eldrich smite, with a banishing smite mixed in. Over 220 damage. I one-shot the worm by sniping it from almost 400 feet away before the fight even started. My character is now nicknamed "The railgun"

[@andykielisch105]

Frisbee was actually originally a pie company and people would yell frisbee. when they threw the metal tins after eating pies. MY dad has one of the original frisbee pie tins from when he was a kid.

[@erikkennedy8725]

Barbarian doing a straight up superhero landing from a 15-story tower, because it was the quickest way down, and he could do it with negligible damage. What an entrance.

[@alimatloob2850]

A Martyrdom Story; At the end of our campaign we reached the top of the BBEG's tower, and fought against him, he was a standard evil wizard. With his dying breath the wizard opened the portal he had been attempting to open, to allow an (homebrew) outer dimensional creature of mass destructive into the Campaign world, the creatures collosal hand was the first thing to exit the portal, before the rest could come out my Dragonborn Barbarian rolled to grapple, my total was 25+ strength check and managed to wrestle the giant hand back into the portal just as it closed... With my Barbarian alongside it. Trapping him in the creatures realm where he fought it to his last breath. Campaign concluded with the other PC's going about their separate lives and a Temple had been erected in the main capital city of our party, containing the statues of our PC's standing side-by-side with my Dragonborn being at the center front, slightly elevated as he was standing atop a massive hand

[@bodaciouschad]

Galleon missed a chance to convince that zombie that it *was already dead.*

[@jonathanmarks3112]

2:39 That gives a whole new meaning to "I cast fist!" 3:34 Epic. 6:43 Galleon you mad lad! 7:17 DAAAAAANG. 8:04 Boom. 9:11 Oooh. 14:04 4712?!

[@Crystalline_cos2548]

Idk how badass this particularly is, but here it is: My character in my current campaign is a sea elf bard (I basically made the closest thing to a siren I could think of) named Nami. Nami was established pretty early on as a seemingly quite naïve character (she was quite cheery, had a higher-pitched voice and was always full of energy. That stereotype) and one of the other characters, a fighter named Estrella, made very clear that she thought Nami was a bit annoying and a bit pathetic, but in the second session of the campaign, we get into combat with some three undead creatures. Now, I was first in initiative, so I had Nami walk straight up to them, full of confidence, and sing a note akin to the ending of Defying Gravity (very powerful, very high-pitched for all the non-theatre kids), casting thunderwave. The spell knocks two of the undead off their feet and sends the third when stumbling backwards. After this she turns around and grins at the rest of the party, and later I found out that the person playing Estrella has written in the notebook that’s her character’s perspective words to the effect of “note to self: Nami is in fact, somewhat of a threat” I have so many funny stories with this character

[@pjgavin6646]

I had a long week this week and have been feeling awful, your words at teh end of the video made me feel good and made me cry, please keep up the good work and motivating people.

[@LorgarAurelius]

This happened while I was playing in one of the homebrew campaigns my bro ran, during the final boss battle against Baphomet, our party was composed of me playing kobold monk of the open hand, my friend James playing an elf mage, and his girlfriend playing a half-elf fighter, and my sister playing a tiefling support sorcerer who could increase the damage of an attack, ability or spells by 5d10 radiant damage. (This will be important) We were level 17 and had our high-level abilities, we were three turns into Baphomet boss fight, and were all very low due to the annoying demons he was spawning from the portal, my initiative was right after him, and he was charging right at me, I was at 20 hp at this point I already burned all my reactions, my brother rolled for an attack it hit, Baphomet dealt 35 damage, my brother started describing the demise of my character. He uttered "The demon lord charges with his horns pointed in your direction, your raise your hands and ready your quivering palm to attack him for the last time, as a piece of the ceiling slowly starts falling down on you, roll for strength if you succeed I will allow you to hit him with quivering palm." I roll a natural 1, he starts describing how my fist collides with his head and the mighty demon lord crushes my arm, at this moment James screams out "I CAST SWITCH". You see there was this homebrew spell for mages called switch, this spell is cast as a reaction and allowed to swap two things or creatures' places. My big bro said what do you want to swap him with, James says "I swap him with the chunk of the cieling, because he has quivering palm prepared." my sister immediately casts firepower(the 5d10 bonus dmg spell), Que my brother playing this music kzbin.info/www/bejne/fnacf6l9mp6Vpqs and my character who went through 70+ sessions of getting through enemies to kill the bastard who slaughtered his village, and most importantly his son and wife. DM rolls and it was a natural one from Baphomet, my brother says with a wide and proud smile, how do you want to do this? I describe how my character suddenly swaps places with the rock above me and the demon lord gets stuck in the wall, I describe how a giant burst of energy centered in my fist crashes down on his back bringing him down to he bottom of the tower(which was twenty floors tall), everybody starts celebrating as my character Gilberd the kobold stands atop of his arch nemesis' body.

[@wesleythomas7125]

"You should invent the frisbee. That's an awesome toy!"

[@Manu-op3ec]

This just happened like an hour ago and I just need to write it down somewhere so I won't forget. So, we were hired to go find the son of a noble family (a family of warriors, apparently) who went to check a village that was recently destroyed. We get to the village, it's your standard ghost town, but we see a lone horse tied to a post near the ruined cathedral. Obviously we go and check it out and one of our party, a tabaxi, climbs to the second floor (he tends to use bows, the part about him going up becomes important later) About three steps later, nosferatu and vampire gnolls start dropping from the ceiling. Everyone rolls initiative. The fight goes on for a while with our blood hunter pretty much one-shotting enemies in each of her turns but our friend tabaxi, who was flanked due a nosfe and a gnoll dropping on him, goes down. Eventually, after our way of mercy monk has been healing him for a while so he doesn't outright die and the nosfe up there is dead, the gnoll knocks him out, our way of mercy monk can't heal him. The DM says, in no uncertain terms, that the gnoll looks ready to start eating the one in front of him. Me, a Wood Elf Astral Self Monk, see this and try to hail mary it. I try to run up the wall to get to the second floor but don't roll high enough (I wasn't level 9 yet so I can't just run up) At this point, I almost give up but then I notice the stairs to the second level. At about 70 feet from me. I immediately use Step of the Wind to dash and my DM allows me to cut about 15 feet of movement when I say I want to jump over the stairs' railing, it gets me at exactly 10 feet from the gnoll about to eat my friend, just in range thanks to my astral arms. I know I can't do enought damage to kill it with just two attacks and the things have been saving against Stunning Strike non-stop so instead I grapple. I roll a 25. I ask my DM if I can go after the arm that is holding my friend so he drops him. He says, because it's literally the last chance for that character, that I can roll a d100 (I was rolling the second he said that) and if it's over 75 he'll allow it. I roll 95 and everyone starts losing their minds, none more than me. Then, with my last attack, I decide to use shove (or more like 'pull'?) to move him towards me. I make another Athletics check Nat 20. NOW everyone was celebrating. So I say: My astral arms start to retract, dragging the gnoll with them, as I turn him around I grab him by the throat and say 'don't you FUCKING dare!' and for the record, my character doesn't swear often (although I do it constantly OOC haha) so that's how much he wanted this to succeed. The DM even gave me inspiration for this!

[@Hercules1-v9m]

We were fighting a Drow wizard in an old abandoned church that he had converted into a temple of Lilith The Spider Queen. His champion, a giant spider, has just been killed by a moonbeam attack from our Druid. I, a Dragonborn Paladin, climbed on top of the body, tanking the moonbeam attack that was still hitting the body, and jumped off for a plunging attack on the Drow. My 6'6" Dragonborn, full of fury and on fire from the moonbeam, cleaved the Drow in half.

[@M3G4T3RR4]

My first ever character was a rogue, and he basically always tried to do cool shit with Acrobatics. The first time he ever did, it was gonna be to take down a giant centipede, but the Cleric blasted it with Guiding Bolt, one shotting it before I got the chance. Thankfully, one time later the party was going to a dungeon with some gargoyle statues that we didn't know weren't real. Our barbarian wanted to charge the statues, and my Rogue rolled a 20 on their acrobatics check to flip over the barbarian and land on their head, bouncing off of them and causing them to faceplant into the dirt before landing gracefully. Shame it had to be against a PC and not a boss, but I take what I can get

[@kombii6373]

My first campaign I was a Human Barbarian. He was a total badass. Blew up an airship because he felt like it, ran into certain doom multiple times, soloed a dragon, became a billionaire through almost not effort, and then we didn't even get to finish the campaign because our DM moved away.

[@mememan2243]

Not me, but a party member. Five of us were on our boat sailing to another continent, when we're attacked by a Sea Serpent just off the coast. Thing drops some amalgamations onto the deck, makes a barely-floating wreck of our ship, and generally causes problems. I (Eloquence Bard) manage to Frighten it off with Phantasmal Killer so we can deal with the amalgamations, but it immediately returns when the effects wear off. I'm still not entirely sure how, but the aforementioned party member (homebrew Monk that allows for sacrificing health to hit more in the same attack) manages to land Stunning Strike on it TWICE. In the end the serpent dies after being gnawed on by the five-headed False Hydra that we keep below deck (story for another time), but it was still pretty dang awesome.

[@TomboTime]

I was a Hobgoblin Artificer with a pistol. My party and I were on a quest taking down this organization of vampires, so my character, being the very smart cookie that she is, decided to acquire silver bullets for her gun to combat them (i know what you're thinking: silver bullets are for werewolves, not for vampires . . . well, vampirism is very inconsistent and sometimes they ARE vulnerable to silver, so our DM made it canon in our case). Anyway, we find out that this one vampire was after a prized possession: the skull of one of the earliest vampires in history. They wanted it because prophecy foretells that if you have the skull you can bring the vampire back to life via a ritual. So basically they wanted to resurrect their king. At some point this vampire we were fighting kidnapped a child and was holding it aloft in the sky, threatening to kill it. I happened to have the vampire king skull in my possession at the time. So I pointed my gun straight at the skull in my arms and threatened the vampire. "If you don't GENTLY PUT THAT KID ON THE GROUND, I destroy the skull completely and you lose your king forever. All of this will be for nothing. I have silver bullets in this chamber so don't try me!"

[@tysondennis1016]

Not mine, but another member of the party (okay, I helped by acting as a team strategist): I was playing a Variant Human Wizard and in my party there was a Minotaur Barbarian. I told the barb's player to save his rage for the next turn, after he tore free a sharpened log to use as an impromptu javelin, and on the next turn, he raged, then threw the javelin at an enemy, impaling them and killing them immediately.

[@themaddoctor5304]

My elderly kenshin monk who challenged the head of a bandit gang. "You call yourself strong? Let's test that theory."

[@Vgy1592]

Most of my most badass moments in tabletop were as a kobold I'd played. She was fairly unorthodox for a kobold (born from a character from a previous game hooking up with a dragon, is the tl;dr to why). Much braver than a typical kobold. That said, her entire thing, as a rogue, was climbing on enemies bigger than her, which led to some really wild occasions. I'd probably put the time she 1v1'd a dragon pretty high up there. The rest of the party ended up fighting a cult that worshipped the dragon while my kobold just clung onto it while it tried to shake her off, steadily whittling it down. It tried everything -- Flying high up, diving into the lake, even rolling over on the ground to try and crush th'li'l kobold. It was fairly tense, but damn did it feel badass. On another occasion, she dived into an ooze to set off a cannon that the ooze had swallowed, collapsing the ledge they were on and dropping them into the river rapids below. She was a pretty good swimmer, and made it back to land -- the ooze got washed away into the ocean. Certainly not the cleanest way to deal with an ooze, but the sorcerer was running low on spells, and we were running low on options to deal with oozes. Another favourite for me, out of her, would be the time we fought a homebrew undead enemy based on the bonewheels from Dark Souls. They gave a lot of penalties to hitting them if they'd just moved on their turn, so I'd decided to try and grab it. Mind, this bonewheel was at least 4x her size. After actually managing to grab ahold, the GM, when the bonewheel's turn came around, made it an opposed strength check. On which she rolled a natural 20, with her unusually good strength for a kobold (as I said before, her main thing was climbing on enemies bigger than her, which used a skill keyed off strength, so I'd made sure not to totally dump it, despite the penalties for being a kobold)... The bonewheel, on the other hand, rolled fairly low. With the bonewheel kept immobilized, it was then utterly smashed to pieces by the monk, on the monk's following turn.

[@alexanderthegreat6682]

Kobolds are amazing. I played a kobold knight once, taking the alternate background that gives you three servants (also kobolds) who helped me convince a tribe of usually hostile kobolds to join the local town. Unfortunately that campaign ended prematurely.

[@cheshirecat3504]

I like to think wholesome things can be badass too. So the campaign we were playing is based around the holidays and during the most recent was saint Patrick's day. During the session we are transported back to the past to the fea filled legends of Ireland and after following the sound of thundering hooves and screams we find a girl In a wedding dress dead, the reason this is important is this isn't the last time we see her. Turns out she was going to get married and her to be husband left her for another woman on their wedding day and she took her own life and became a banshee. Upon finding her the only thing my mountain of a barbarian could do is go up to the banshee and give her a hug, telling her that he is sorry that happened to her and that he was there to help, he could take her anger and it ended up the fighter joined in and the rest of the party just decided to comfort and help the banshee pass on non violently. It ended up working and from then we loved and tolerated through the campaign until we got to the bbeg and also the guy who had left the poor banshee girl, we murdilated them pretty hard.

[@peteralexandergraae2830]

I once jumped into the maw of The Fenris Wolf and made my best "Buck" impression, to make it vomit the rest of my party out. After that the thing ran off and I just stood there, covered in the sorry remains of fallen champion and vomit, and uttered the immortal words: "... you're welcome..."

[@lotrian9016]

To this day I remember this whole session vividly, it was the best I've ever had. But first I need to provide some context. It was the start of my first campaign, though not D&D - homebrew setting, homebrew system; a political PVP game in a fantasy world. My character was what you could call a beggar king. In his city beggars acted as spies on the streets, and when they passed information to my character, he would sell it to influential individuals. The money he earned this way would let him and his wards to somehow get by. The city got besieged by an army of imperial rebelliants, who were led by another PC. The city mayor was a PC too, and while these two were direct enemies of each other, me and the last player had to choose a side in this conflict. My character put the welfare of beggars above all else, so he needed to know who respected the poor more. I prepared a test to find out. I sent a letter to the rebelliants' commander, saying I could secretly open one of the city gates for him and his soldiers to get past the defenses, though only if he did the following: I demanded that he decapitated three wealthiest officers in his camp and shot their heads from a trebuchet before nightfall. The commander had a difficult time deciding; he was a noble person, but he was just offered a chance to end the siege and prevent further casualties. After a long consideration, he picked out three nastier officers and did as the letter told. Having seen their heads fly over the walls into the city, I made my decision. I went straight to the city mayor, and told him I had set a trap for the besiegers... for I had chosen not to help them. My letter should have been read contrary - if the besiegers' commander had done nothing, then I would've sent another letter to make a true alliance. But the commander failed the test, and I had learned that he cared not for his people, whom he sacrificed willingly. I would've never let the poor of the city to come under his rule. And thus I opened the gate as promised in the letter, but right behind it were hiding the city's best troops. As soon as the commander with his personal guard got inside the walls, I closed the gate, cutting him off from the rest of the army. He got captured, obviously, but first, he had put up a heroic fight, almost managing to kill the mayor. His guards were slain, and the leaderless army outside the walls retreated. The siege was ended. As a reward, the mayor gave my character a place in the city council. There he was able to improve the fate of the poor by influencing political decisions. If you wonder about the 4th character, he was a hired assassin. He chose the besiegers' side, so when I closed the gate and observed the battle from atop the gatehouse, he climbed there, trying to kill me. I was a terrible figther, it wasn't long before I fell from the top and lost consciousness. The assassin could now have turned my whole plan into ruin, if only he had opened the gate again... but he rolled a critical failure, so he locked the mechanism for good.

[@SleepySlann]

I had a mercenary/sergeant/champion character, in a Warhammer fantasy RPG, who ended up making a lot of those. The GM had absolutely horrible luck when rolling to hit or damage him, so even when I threw him into suicidal situations (he wasn't the brightest tool in the drawer, especially when shines was involved) he would come out on top. The most badass moment of his must be when the party was ambushed by an adapted lictor (think a giant invisible bug with far too many tentacles and stabby things) and he managed to charge and kill it in his first turn. Or when he later in the same session, when confronted with a carnifex (a walking battle tank) where he managed to charge it and cut off half its legs in one turn and then finishing it the turn after.

[@AidanWR]

This was a shared moment between a friend, war cleric, and me, a rogue, but we were in a boss fight and most of the party was fairly low after beating the big guy and the underlings, but there was still a goblin sorceress who was flying over a very large pit that surrounded the rock island in the middle of the camp, using fire as her means of propulsion, Ironman-esque. Me, knowing that we had very limited range, decided to jump on the goblin, getting a natural 20, and taking 4 points of fire damage, which brought me down to 6 or 8 health and tried to whittle away at her while she was still attacking the party. My friend, who had death ward cast active, saw what I did and decided to do the same thing, so they planted their sword in the ground, ran, jumped, and tackled the goblin into a wall on the other side of the pit on a ledge surrounding the camp. I was able to jump off easily to avoid impact damage, so it wouldn't kill me, and when it got to my turn, I tried to get an attack in to kill her, after my friend told me his plan OOC. I missed, so the war cleric said, "bring me my sword," and rolled into the pit, which we knew was a goblin warrens, while holding onto the goblin, killing her on impact, but not the cleric because of the death ward. This ended the first "chapter" of the campaign, after the party reconvened at the bottom and took a boat out. As a sidenote, my rogue is a horny character that had been trying to lay with the war cleric for a while, my friend said that it will happen after we start the campaign back up again

[@_Spex_]

I played a Kensei monk variant human that was basically the tarnished, and the other player was a succubus bard. The quest we took for the one-shot was to find and stop whatever is raiding a series of nearby towns. Through many escapades, planning, improvising, and vaguely learning goblin, we managed to get into the goblin's mountain-city through the guise of selling the succubus's "services". They took us to the hobgoblin warlord's throne room, and proceeded to immediately die to said warlord because he was disappointed. This started combat. The two sides were Meladin (Me), Kuko (The succubus), Bob (A guardsman who was with us from the start), and Farmer Jim (Farmer Jim), while the opposing side consisted of Grov'nar (The warlord), a goblin that stole Meladin's longsword, and three hobgoblins. Meladin proceeds to immediately crush the goblin with his mace, and starts pelting the hobgoblin with his crossbow. Kuko, Jim, and Bob were struggling with the hobgoblins, and Meladin doubles back to assist in taking them out. Eventually, all that's left is Grov'nar. Grov'nar proceeds to kill Bob and Jim in a single round each. This is where Meladin truly shines: Meladin proceeds to become the HEFTY DPS of the duo, taking Grov'nar's hand clean off. And Kuko proceeds to finish him off. That's when Meladin takes Grov'nar's longsword, walks out to a balcony, raises it high in the air and yells "I am Meladin Thaeru! Look upon me ye mighty and ye gods, and despair!"

[@wolvo5441]

Probably the time I single handedly destroyed a war galleon, killing every enemy on board. Prevented waves of enemies from boarding our ship and also killed a mini boss who was board too. Rolling teleportation on wild magic rage is very fun

[@magenstaffarts]

Path of Wild Magic is such a fun Barbarian, and I am NOT surprised rolling a teleportation on a wild-rage ends up so dangerously good.

[@wolvo5441]

@@magenstaffarts I played her in a kind of prequel campaign, week after next il be playing her again continuing her story. She started as a prisoner set up by her brother on a raid, and ended up working with an archeologist to unearth secrets of a forgotten race, had the book of vile darkness which she chose to guard from cultists and traveled the world exploring ancient ruins. The story picks up again 6 months later and I can’t wait :)

[@alexanderthegreat6682]

Ship battles are super fun. One time our bard cast animate objects on the enemies ballistae after the other casters fireballed the deck. After rechecking the rules for the spell he ended up Jedi style ripping them from the deck and hurling them at the surviving enemies

[@KingdomCome257]

My new DM gave me my first HDYWTDT last session on Rime of Frostmaiden when my Rogue got a Nat 20 on a Sneak attack against the Murderous Moose. I dashed forward and stabbed it through the eye into its brain, gave a swift swirl and it collapsed, after deathly wounding all of us, downed our cleric and was aiming to trample him. Was a great moment ^3^

[@aaronstrerk5521]

My DM made this cheap NPC that was a HB Class called Stellar Thief. Used Space Magic to steal items basically. One of the most bad ass moments I had was in the middle of a fight with a giant sized monster...don't remember which one, but point was, this Stellar Thief liked to randomly take times from our bag of holding. Long after the Thief's arc, she continuously did this throughout the campaign as sort of an on going joke. Well, we fought with the giant monster, and my character's whose best stat was a 28 in STR(Was level 30 by this point in the campaign) had a really big weapon to deal with such foes. I went to look for said weapon, only to discover, it's gone. However, whenever this happened, we'd have to call out for the Stellar Thief to give it back. Only, when I did it this time, a weapon that's only had the grow and shrink enchantments fell from the sky. This hammer in giant mode is 18ft tall and weighed 120 Tons. It fell like a meteor and crashed into the boss, forcing us all to make saves. The Stellar Thief re-entered the story and we were given her sob story about how her family was killed in a really messed up manner by the BBEG, and we had to help her fight back because she had enough power to take on the villain of the story. I proceed to pick up said giant hammer before saying in character, "Damn, that's heavy."

[@joshuatabscott673]

My great moment was in a battle fighting against a large force of orcs with my half-dragon orc. My guy had a homebrew breath weapon in two parts, the cone of fire had reduced damage to allow for d4 recharge, and he had a flaming bite attack with critical. I had a dramatic fight with the battle captain and rolled a crit on my flaming bite on his head. Didn't just finish him, his head vaporized and held his body up with a load roar. The battle ended with a trail of brown leading away. I miss my 3.5 days. With love for the channel from Indianapolis.

[@cupajoeinthemorning4954]

I was playing an insane teifling wizard that thought he was Zeus (It was a pre made campaign with pre-made characters I just loved the idea of thinking I'm a god). Throughout the sessions I would never fail to mention how I am a God which usually led to a lot of laughter. Then we reach our first actual dungeon, our first encounter inside the dungeon was a decent group of skeletons and I rolled the worst on initiative and went last. My brother killed one of them on his turn while the rest of the group either failed the attack roll or did little damage, I strolled in the middle of the fight and used one spell to wipe out all of the enemies in one attack. As we progress through the dungeon a goblin jumped out of nowhere while I was in combat and with its size difference it reached my characters pelvic area, held on, and proceeded to use dominate... my character now has a fear filled hatred for goblins after that fight. Eventually I noticed the group was meta gaming and it kinda pissed me off. So, I used my characters insanity to my advantage begin to trigger everything they were trying to avoid using OOC knowledge which really pissed off the group. when asked why I would do this I told them "simple, I don't have in character knowledge that would prevent me from doing said action, what's your excuse?" To which no one had any good responses aside from pointless angry remarks about it being common sense until the DM said I was in the right and they shouldn't be metagaming. So now fast forward to the big bad of the dungeon. most of us are pretty good off minus me who hadn't been healed the since that incident due to the Cleric had been prioritizing everyone else over me after the argument. We enter the room and roll for initiative I got the worst roll again, his first action is to hit me and I go down to 0hp. The ranger (the one that started the metagaming nonsense) Proceeds to say " good, let him stay down, I don't want him holding us back anymore" to which most of the group felt the same about aside from the DM, my brother and the Cleric. As the battle goes on the paladin goes down, the fighter is almost down, my brother is still alive but barely, the ranger goes down, then the Clerics turn rolls up. "I'm getting him back up" he proceeds to heal my character enough to get back up on his feet. My turn. I can cast a lightning spell that hits the twice and was able to cast it twice (cant remember the name nor if was able to cast it twice becauseof a special property in my equipment or if it was the quicken spell metamagic) As I am casting the spell I yell "I AM ZEUS! YOU HAVE INCURRED THE WRATH OF A GOD!" Nat 20 on all attacks, the DM then has me roll for damage I rolled the highest possible for damage on all dice (everyone saw the rolls and had jaws dropped) At which point the DM describes how I hit the boss with so much powerful lightning he disintegrates. The Cleric is able to get the rest of the party back on there feet and they are all fully convinced I am truly Zeus.

[@Crazael]

So! This is one of my favorite DnD stories. This was in 3.5, and at the time, our group was playing with something called "badass checks" (triggered by a nat20, basically adds extra coolness to the GM's narration of whatever you just did). While on our way to a town, we got told to roll notice checks. I rolled a 1, and failed to notice anything going wrong. Then combat started as the two vampire monks and vampire wizard launched their attack. I then got a nat20 on Initiative. The GM decided I should still get a surprise round because of it. So, after failing to notice we were under attack, I turned, pulled out my sword, and ran up the tree the vampires were in. Nat20 to my first attack, instant kill on one monk. Cleave to the other one, kill it too. My turn finishes with me in the air having killed both vampire monks, so I fall to the ground and, due to another nat20 for the Badass Check, the ground ripples out from me and the tree explodes. The vampire's turn then begins. While writing the above, I remembered another event from the same campaign. While on the road, our party came across a time manipulating undead (I don't recall the exact monster. But it could rewind turns and stuff). Initiative happens, I get the highest, and run up and hit it once. Then it's the undead's turn. It attacks, our caster replies and instant kills it. The undead responds by resetting to the start of it's turn and trying again. Again, the caster instant kills it. It then resets once again. This happens two more times before it resets and runs. So, as far as anyone can tell, a powerful undead showed up to attack us, I hit it once and it ran away as fast as it could.

[@supriseddragon6737]

Setting stuff up: -I was a draconic golem(think iron golem but made out of parts of a dragon's body; scales, teeth, bones, blood, ect) who naturally had five levels of the draconic bloodline sorcerer that didn't count against my total level count and could not increase. I chose to make myself a pure champion fighter. -I was the only one who started at level one, everyone else was level eight -I had a breathweapon that was an amalgamation of what the bits and pieces I was made of had(this is important) -I had one legendary resistance that I could use every other day -Everyone else was loaded with magical items that made them equivalent to max level -Everyone thought that I was just a regular iron golem named a draconic golem simply for my appearance and who had a little something extra added in my creation process -I had str of 25 in exchange for my dex, wis and cha being unable to reach higher than ten Standard meet up, summoned by a high end official to do something for them. I was "given" to the party to help and I was told to obey any command given to me by the leader(a kenku barbarian).(The actual story was I was given to the official but I made them increasingly disturbed and they wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible.) I played the role fairly well, although it was incredibly difficult, and had a somewhat friendly relationship with the party, although they still considered me to be *just* a golem. Fast forward about a dozen sessions(they were level twelve and I was level six) and we found the location of the BBEG(their HQ anyways). The first thing that they did, ordered me to be in front of them and work as cover. Turns out that a max hexblade and a beefed up shadow(the undead) were waiting for us, I managed to land two hits with my cleaver of a greataxe on the shadow before the hexblade took me down and I started rolling death saves. The rest of the party were protected by me long enough to get past their surprise and held their ground for the most part.(The plan was to scare us off and find some sort of ancient artifact to help us.) I say for the most part because as soon as the weakened shadow killed the dwarvish cleric, they began to fall apart. I had actually succeeded on my death saves and I made a con throw to recover 1 hp, success. I laid there until the party went past me and I used my reaction to make a surprise attack against the shadow and hexblade. I failed the dex save to successfully land the hit as one of my legs was twisted and angled weird, I used my legendary resistance and hit, double damage from a nat 20 and killed off the shadow. The hexblade staggered back as I cast mending on my heavily damaged body and I had nearly reached half hp before the hexblade attacked. I managed to tank the hit, yank their weapon from their hand, landed blows(extra attack) that dealt enough damage to make the others wince. I then kicked the hexblade prone(after they tried to take their weapon back) and used my breathweapon. 2 d10 per breathweapon damage type, the damage consisting of those types(60ft cone; a single d10 recharge after each long rest and a DC 15 con check). Literally left nothing behind. The way the DM told it made it sound a thousand times cooler. I still have the character a year later.

[@nightkinwho]

This was when I was a player playing a druid. The DM had a homebrew where we could combine two spells to creat a whole new one as long as we passed a concentration check at the end of each turn. We were facing a creature created by people we were chasing and trying stop. Long story short I was able to combine flaming sphere, and Gustav of wind to creat a sort of mini fire tornado which enveloped the creature. We all just stood there seeing the Silhoutte of the creature and hearing its screams as it vaporized to complete ash. It was deff a moment for my character who liked a quick clean death.

[@lockwoan01]

Party rescues Lizardfolk Eggs by Dancing Doing the Acquisitions Incorporated mission, and added some homebrew to the one lizardfolk the party can help out. Basically, an Evil Shaman had stolen her tribe's eggs, with the intention of turning the developing young into extremely cannibalistic lizardfolk - basically, instead of the occasional humanoid who died near them, they'd actively seek out humanoids for meals - party didn't agree to the job until they knew that they was more than just them doing it (some hobgoblin mercenaries, who had been childhood friends of the one lizardfolk, agreed to help out). Heroes' side - 2 Rangers (Regular Human (strength-based) and Variant Human (Dexterity-based)), 1 Druid (Wood Elf), 1 Wizard (Rock Gnome) (all level 3), and one 2-level Paladin/1-level Bard (Orc), 20 hobgoblins, 20 lizardfolk Villains 1 Lizardfolk Shaman and 25 Bandits The Plan - Hobgoblins lure most of the bandits away from camp. Party decoys those that are left, including the Shaman. Lizardfolk sneak in and steal eggs. At the moment, Bandits are partying and such, with lizardfolk eggs burred in a mound nearby. Plan Undoing - Paladin/Bard takes off their armor, decides to pretend to be a new recruit-wannabe, and decides to show off with his drinking and dancing skills. Lizardfolk and Hobgoblins are surprised, but keep ready to strike. Rangers, using the Paly-Bard as a distraction, get to the egg mound, carefully dig, and start stealing eggs. Shaman comes out, sees the Paly-Bard, and then spots the strength-based Ranger, and orders the rest of the bandits after him. Strength-Ranger puts on a good run, with Paly-Bard seeming to chase him, as hobgoblins start sniping the bandits. Wizard uses some long range spells, as Druid protects him (both well out of range of the bandits). Dexterity-Ranger keeps stealing eggs, avoiding notice. Bandits are picked off, with last one deciding to run away. Paly-Bard then runs up to the Lizardfolk Shaman, and kills him with a single blow from his Warhammer, with Divine Smite. This could have gone wrong in so many ways, and yet they pulled it off.

[@101Kamehameha]

I was once playing a gunslinger/warlock and my party was fighting a mind flayer (if I remember right; this was a while ago and my memory isn't the best). The enemy hit my character with a spell that sent him years into the future for a few turns. The spell would prevent my character from retaining any knowledge he gained during his time in the future, but he would know he had been sent to the future. My character returned to the present at the start of my turn a few turns later, right where he'd been: five feet from the enemy. I rolled to shoot with his pepperbox and ended up delivering the killing blow. "How do you want to do this?" My character stood with the enemy directly to his right, pointed his gun at the enemy's forehead. "You know what time it is?" He cocked his gun. "It's high noon." *BANG*

[@electro_watts2138]

For backstory/more info, my boyfriend and I are both dragonborns but I was only level one while he was level 5. My character is Kava, while his is Thamior My boyfriend and I were fighting a group of goblins and a orc boss. This group was the one that killed and ravaged Kava's parents and village, so once the goblins were disposed of, and the orc boss was near death, Thamior hands Kava the sword he wields.. Kava walks over to the orc, and slowlllyyy drives the sword into the orc's head while snarling.... Then, she speaks up in a growl voice.. "Any last words...? Heh... no..... just die...." And slashes the sword upwards, ripping his head off.

[@mnemo-nyx5750]

For my first DnD campaign ever, the DM and I spent a several hour zoom call talking me through how to make my character. I liked the sound of a Nephilim, but we both agreed they were way too overpowered so we tweaked it a bit. Long story short, along with some other tweaks, my character didn't know she was of celestial blood. Neither did the rest of my party So when she fell over a cliff after being pushed by a big bad mage, the cinematic epicness of my rogue gaining feather fall through celestial wings as she fell made everyone in the group yell in confusion. She lands, composes herself and delivers the critical hit on the next turn. Never felt more badass in my life.

[@theofficerfactory2625]

Playing in my first campaign of DND. We are in a traveling circus whose after show activities include robbing the rich and powerful nobles. Our current mark is strongly believed to be a necromancer and owns several mines. One of these is under his manor and was heavily guarded. My character, a Tabaxi rogue, sub-class inquisitive, Tascus, being a sneaky mcsneek, after fighting the entrance guards, came across a large chamber with 3 more guards. I built him to be a knife throwing type of guy so the first time he goes and throws his dagger, nat 20; max damage. DM had it that I threw the dagger into the guys throat. Tascus was not my first choice for this campaign but with that role, he is becoming my favorite character I made.

[@generalgarchomp333]

Two stories. 1, was as a kobold warlock in a sort of westmarch like setting (dnd mmo basically). We were in a very dense and zombie and other horrors infected woods escorting a group of werehogs. Now there are two things that are a bad in this forest, loud noises and big fire. So when a party member firebolted a corpse to ensure it stays down, it caused a fire. We were im a tight spot so we didn't notice it, it escalated to a forest fire, and even used thunderclap to ensure our escape from the other undead. We rested near a tree dedicated to a druid aligned god and ended the session knowing next session shit was going to go down. And next session a giant heck off undead showed up corrupting the fire to deal necrotic/fire damage that ignored resistance( funnily enough this was the GOOD outcome, as the other was certain death, but the big monster that would have brought said death was busy) this thing was an absolute monster, with a dc 20 grapple as part of a melee attack and a 80 to 120 foot (forgot the exact distance but it was a menace) lasso from any point of it's corrupted fire ability. The people who we were supposed to protect all died, and most of the party ran. All save for my character and a bard, the bard had tried to save our charges and failed, and ran too late. He tried to fly away (air genasi) but was nowhere near fast enough and this thing had 120 foot lifesense. He ended up falling into some shrubbery. Now my character and the character that accidentallied the fire and used thunderclap were both part of a faction that was meant to protect people from the dangers that existed within this country, and he'd failed in his eyes, so he stayed just outside of the thing's range, waiting for a chance to use a scroll of revivify on the bard. He finally got the chance and failed the arcana check, instead he dragged him out of the brush with a growth potion and liberal use of lightning lure in hopes of getting out of dodge FAST. From his point of view he failed to revive him so at the very least he should bring the body back so it could be possibly revived in the future. It also didn't help that my faction and his were on shaky terms since a member of his faction was executed for terrorism basically on our grounds. He ended up getting raised a bit later. 2, a monk in a setting where we were trying to bring back lost gods and repair the weave (shit was so screwed that only up to level 4 spells could be used for quite some time.) So we were in an underground area that seemed to be either a ritual chamber or something akin to a chapel. We were fighting what was basically a corrupted husk of a powerful follower of a god, this thing had an ability to get an absurd amount of attacks off and had an attack that did like a d6 of damage but crushed the person's head if it dropped them below 0. Halfway through the fight our bard (the main healer) grabbed a body that was on the altar and d-door'd to the surface. About 4 turns or so later our barb, who was this old merc with dementia and the heart of our group, died to the d6 ability. This was the final straw for my monk. To give some context we were sent on this mission by the god of the moon, he also gave my monk the monk master abilties of water (which wasn't much other than being able to treat water as a full on solid) and was supposed to help guide us and stuff. Well he didn't and she had enough of the bs they've been going through and basically said to the god to feckin do something for once and that they've been helping him long enough it's time for some give and take. He showed her she needed to put the sword our barb had and the boss took in the altar, she told the boss in no uncertain words that they've dealt with her kind before and to hand the sword over, iirc critting the intimidation. She did and the sword was put into the altar freeing the person trapped in the husk and the god aligned with them and returning 5th level magic to the world.

[@postapocalypticnewsradio]

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[@Amayawolf_01]

Most badass moments in campaigns were: 1) The big bad was monologuing his victory at us and his companion got annoyed and offered to just kill him for us if we gave him every piece of gold we had. We agreed and the big bad was like "Wait no" before the other guy killed him for us. The campaign pretty much ended after that because I think the DM didn't know how to proceed, so I call it a win lol 2) Second campaign had a lot of badass moments, but my absolute favorite was during the final showdown where we were defending a besieged city. I asked to do a ritual for something that my arc had been building towards for a good bit of the campaign and the DM said yes. My character then didn't get any mention for a while (no rolls either) and it bounced around between the other characters. Then suddenly the DM announces the other players seeing a portal open and me coming out with these giant automatons that *decimated* the attacking army while proclaiming "FOR THE LIBRARIAN!" It was definitely the most badass moment of my life and I loved every minute of it. 3) Not necessarily a badass moment, but I gave my summoner mage (who was literally a housecat that could talk) some abilities that gave him proficiency in stealth and insight so he snuck into a prison on his own to break out an NPC and managed to see/hear literally everything going on and where the correct directions were which resulted in the party calling him "The All-Seeing Eye" (aka Illuminati). He also knocked out a powerful necromancer with a sleep spell and said necromancer proceeded to fail every con save to wake up so the rest of the party caught up to him and found him casually sitting on a desk taking a bath while waiting for them to finish the combat outside that his sleep spell evened the odds of (he had snuck into the keep without even planning it out with the party just to knock the necromancer out because the odds were slim with so many undead around plus the living orcs, and being a small cat he's extremely squishy and would likely not have survived being only able to summon tiny elemental wisps at level 1 which are practically useless rather than full elementals) The third is the shortest campaign so far because it got cancelled, but I always enjoy when I manage to make characters with insane arcana and history/insight rolls because while they aren't particularly combat applicable most of the time, they *are* very good at finding rare and powerful magic items or secret rooms which might hold said relics

[@devvintidwell1243]

I love when while I’m listening, I hear a story told from someone in the same party as another redditer. I remember Bear the statue telling a story of their own in another vid

[@Jynnifer]

This just happened on Frday night. It is a long one but worth it. I pulled off what my DM stated as "should not have even been possible." My character who is a half human- half drow Ranger-Druid multiclass at level two and my only companion at the moment who is a human wizard were hired to go into a hedge maze to capture 4 escaped cockatrice's that were used in the wealthy district for illegal fighting. Where we managed to get the basic three captured and turned over to our client the badass moment came when we faced the last remaining one. At the fountain in the center of the maze we came across the large 6ft tall Peacock Cockatrice hybrid that had been informed of as the most dangerous. I was able to lure into an ambush imitating the call of a female peacock when it got close enough we launched a surprise round with the intent on tying it up without having to fight it. However do to a few failures on my part I was able to get behind him and throw a lasso around his neck and tether him to the fountain to limit his movement as we tried to find a way to subdue him. Able to manage climbing up out of his reach to the top if the fountain as our attempts to tie his feet I ended up coming to a VERY risky plan. My character successfully jumped onto the back if this creature holding one arm around his neck and the other hand on the lasso wrapped around him. After a series of acrobatic, ride and 3 handle animal skill checks this is when the most badass moment happened. Due to all good rolls and the DM suddenly doing terrible on the creatures part I ended up TAIMING a rare magical creature at only level 2. Using speak with animals I spoke to the Peacockatrice and apologized and explained the situation as well as healing him of the very slight damage my wizard companion had delt to him. Offering to help him find freedom and a new home of his choice in the wilds after being bred and forced to fight in captivity should he behave. With him agreeing we then had to find a way to "politely" refuse turing him over to our client. Unhappy of course he offered at least 3,000 gold for him alone and expressed that he was going to cook and EAT him as a delicacy. With the help of my wizard companion we were able to keep the Peacockatrice with us and take him to a safe temporary lication until we are able to find him a home. Keep in mind my companion Nathaniel the wizard played his roll od diplomacy and excepted my apology that as our persuasion did not take pay for the other 3 cockatrice's that we had captured and given earlier. He was actually in avid agreement on our shared decision on the fate of the Peacockatrice and instead of being envious due to his unfamiliarity in animal handling was happy for me. Despite my character not liking to draw attention did just that as she rode him through the city and back to the guarded walls of our guild encase someone would risk attacking him or attempt to steal him. So all the while and concerned for retaliation by the very unhappy, wealthy ex-client she did so with a very tight uncomfortibale smile. After this all conspired our DM was left amused, stunned, somewhat disappointed but over all thrilled at what ended up taking place. He now has to come up with more detailed stats, name and character for the creature as for when we leave the small, heavily populated island that we are currently on that will be in our party and on and off animal companion in this campaign. The thing is I had NO idea that what I was doing was going to tame him, just temporarily calm him so we wouldn't have to fight ans risk injuries in the process.

[@targetdreamer257]

One of the best was when I realized that I could cheese concentration with Glyph of Warding and we had a whole bunch of diamonds. Our critfisher Fighter/Barbarian had like three weapon damage buffs. I was a Mountain War Cleric with the Tough feat so I also was frontline with a dump truck's worth of health. I also had a couple of concertation buffs on me as well. The biggest was Crusader's Mantle. Getting an extra 1d4 on an attack doesn't sound like much but that is on every attack. There was the critfisher, Ranger, Arcane Archer and myself so that was a total like 10 attack per turn.

[@moneymitch1303]

My party encountered a patrol of 8 goblins, and a Goblin Boss riding a Basilisk. The corridor we entered was lined with people who had been turned to stone by the basilisk. After successful stealth checks miraculously by the whole party, the patrol past, the basilisk ate the rest of a petrified npc, and the patrol went back into the dungeon. My party then discussed ways to trap the only door in and out. I (as a level 4 bard) casted shatter, timed to trigger as soon as the patrol came back out the door. Rolled max damage. 8 goblins with 12 HP each were each dealt 28 damage each by my one spell, totaling 224 damage. The rest of my party was in pure shock.

[@RaythMercury]

Kind of a long one sorry: My most badass moment in a D&D session was when I drowned an Adult White Dragon (slight spoilers for HotDQ/RoT). So, there we were, fighting Arauthator, Old White Death and his Adult White Dragon lover, he had used a signature spell called Melt Ice or something to that effect and whiffed it, but it had caused the ceiling to start to break, so we had a set number of turns until the copious amounts of snow and ice fell on us. One of other players (whom I will refer to as Snow as that's his character name) had already gotten the adult white dragon's attention, and threw daggers into it's eyes. it could still see and while Snow had managed to evade it's ire, it then turned to me and our Forge Cleric Minotaur, Maximus. It's at this point I would like to mention that I was a Level 11 Orc Bard, and for one of my spells that I can take from another class... I took Hail of Thorns (and people say rangers are useless), which I then cast at 6th level, giving me 6d10 piercing damage added to my attack. I also learned during that session that an ally can choose to take a hit... See where this is going? I shot Maximus and because you can choose the expulsion point of the thorns to be the weapon itself, I did just that. TWICE. Literally shredding the dragon down to just above 50 hit points. But remember the hole in the ceiling? Well after my turn it was going to come down, and crush me along with the dragon, BUT I had recently gained a point of Inspiration (I cleverly used stinking cloud to help us evade a group of kobolds so yay me), so when the ceiling came down I used it. I pulled out my horn of blasting (which thanks to inspiration I didn't have to roll for the percentage of it blowing up on me) and using my code word "DOOT", I blasted the ice chunks! However I didn't get them all, and when they fell, they fell on the adult white dragon, breaking the thin ice it was standing on and pulling it down into the water. Fun Fact: Adult white dragons only have a swim speed of 40ft, oh and you can't dash underwater. And this dragon fell more than 40 ft. into the water thanks to those large chunks of ice. So yeah, the dragon wound up drowning and while we couldn't loot the body, it was by far the most badass thing that Hornfargel the Smelly had ever done, apart from one other event, but that's for another time.

[@jedi_raptor2074]

I was playing a Revnant Paladin/Fighter in a homebrew game ran by a friend. The party was attempting to take out the corrupt leader of the land, the same person who had killed my character in the first place. As we entered the boss room, my character sees a crate of power up Potions. These Potions take years off your lifespan in return for increased magical power. As my DM reminded us what was in these crates, I looked him in the eye and said, "Do the undead have lifespans?" His face went blank. My character slammed a potion down, going from level 8 to 11 in one turn. I proceeded to dump every smite, action surge, and superiority die I had on the corrupt leader. I cut over half his hit points off in one turn, and killed him on the next turn. It felt soooo good.

[@_Spex_]

I have a really great story. So my character is an Air Genasi Swashbuckler rouge (Monsters of the Multiverse version) named Arleath Jarron Sylhorn, and the rest of the party consisted of a Dwarf Fighter, and a caster of some kind for a one-shot. I had built Arleath no only to be effective as a rouge, but also a personality to fit an optimized rouge, and on top of this, I was able to use shocking grasp to buff my unarmed strikes. The party goes through a small band of Yuan-ti with relative ease, before entering a dragon's lair because the dragon was causing problems. Arleath manages to finish off the dragon by roundhouse kicking its head, and we were then able to spend a long rest making dragonslayer weapons out of the remains of the dragon. That's when a BLUE dragon showed up, having resistance to lightning damage... Unfortunatly for the dragon and the DM I took the lightning adept feat, so Arleath proceeded to beat the dragon to death using his action to punch the thing and his bonus action to slash it, and gaining sneak attack because the dwarf fighter was up close and personal. Arleath finished off this dragon with a thunderous punch to the forehead. Needless to say, Arleath Jarron Sylhorn was the MVP of that one-shot

[@halfsweatgames9125]

I don't normally comment but this video reminded me of my first homebrew campaign that was a zombie survival world where our characters all came together through circumstance I happened to join in the 2nd act Pretty much we started where I was a amnesiac that woke up in a broom closet and I for some reason only remembered that it was my house we were in and another character locked me in the closet the other pcs freed me from the closet and it was all of our first campaign ever so I let the fact that the other pc locked me in the closet and we just played fast forward I was the main guy that made decisions (idk why it just kinda happened) and when combat happened most players either panicked and did nothing or went afk mid session and just not come back we did all our roles with dice and had custom stats my character had semi ok physical stats I think my strength was like 10 or 14 but my agility was a 2 but I had high intelligence over the corse of the campaign my character soloed a zombie bear by mortal kombat style finisher where I shoved my hand through its gouged out eye into its brain crushing it with its fist the only help I had was a mother bear that died mid combat and a bear cub that I later adopted (he was yogi the smoky bear) one other player tried helping but rolled a 1 tripped fell on her spear and impaled herself and almost drowned in the river we were fighting in The other time was we had just finished a dungeon (I kinda liked exploring alot and avoided doing the primary quest cause I didn't wanna die) that was a infested hospital this was our first introduction to mutants basically evolved zombies as we walked to a balcony just above the exit about 3 stories high we see a giant eye staring at us and our dm says you have 10 seconds to act and so I freak out already low on ammo and nervous to use my katana I scream to my allies to run then start yelling at the monster while unloading all of my ammo into it after which it swipes its giant razor claws breaking most of the building I jumped onto it stabing its side with my katana sliding down the the bottom floor this injured and passed it off heavily we had a car I hotwired I ran into it and it had crushed some cars making what the dm described as the perfect ramp so I drove the car through the giant monsters stomach killing it with minimal injuries to any of us that was my personal favorite campaign but we ended up stopping it cause every time we got it going players would leave including a special player (she had the zombie cure flowing through her veins) and 2 other player (they created the zombie virus) in the end we just had a basic ending that I asked the dm recently about just cause so many key players left but it'll always stick in my heart

[@mahalamiller2504]

So... in PF, I'm running a level 20 weapon master fighter specialized in the long bow, but that's not important. What's important is that she's goofy and collects a lot of weird magic items. We're fighting a large custom wyrm thing running toward town with what's effectively a modified sphere of annihilation, ready to set it off as soon as it gets to a populated area. The fight is moving along at like 50-100 feet a round, forcing us to constantly be moving. Until it swallowed me whole. I reached into my efficient quiver and pulled out two rods as a free action. Then activated the two Immovable Rods right there in the stomach of the beast. That fight stopped right there. We still had to beat it and get me out of the stomach, but we were no longer in a running fight.

[@SwordJester]

One time i took out 20 kobalds with 1 arrow shot,i was a bard. My DM had made quite a few magic items to give us,and one,was a bow. Whenever it fired,the arrow would make 2 duplicates. And then the duplicates would also duplicate,and it would go on until they landed. I rolled a 20,i had the high ground and stealth. They never saw it comming,and never willm

[@KelbPanthera]

This was a minor encounter but I felt like a total badass. 3e game in which I am, among other things, a crusader. We're waylaid en route from one place to another. The GM described them as all wearing a particular symbol and it seemed important. As the last one drops, I grab the last one I dropped and deliver the crusader's strike with my unarmed strike. Ya see, this maneuver heals any target I deem to be an ally of 1d8+3 hp of damage and an unarmed strike does non-lethal damage, which is tracked separately. This not only stops him from dying but revives him to consciousness. The first thing this poor green bastard sees as the lights come back on is me, standing over him, holding at the ready the same fist that crushed his ribs mere moments ago, declaring "you don't yet have my permission to die, cur." After some questioning about him and his cohorts, I told him to get lost since I was a LG character and he plainly didn't have any fight left in him. As I turned to walk away, the party druid decides he's not too fond of leaving standing enemies behind and sics his dinosaur animal companion on the guy, who promptly dies under its jaws. Never felt more awesome than being able to say to an enemy that he didn't yet have permission to die and actually follow through on denying it to him through sheer force of will even though he should have been gone.

[@brandonkeim5017]

I have two badass moments and can't decide which was better, so I'll leave it to commenters to possibly decide. This was back in 3.5, and also homebrew, with my best friend running as DM. In this homebrew, the main city is actually 6 cities, the four main elements, void in the center to balance them, and the city core with the palace. One of the classes, is called a War Rogue, and it's basically as it sounds, a military trained Warrior Rogue. Can stand toe to toe with a fighter for a short time, but is better when paired off defending/attacking with a magus, now on to the first story. The party is level 5 and on a mission to find out what happened to a temple of Cuthbert, a days travel out. We reach the temple and had only a couple minor scuffles making it in to and through the main floor of the temple. We make our way into the catacombs underneath and find that's where most of the corpses/undead are, as well as finding all the tombs ransacked, save for one. My character Godrick picks the lock on it, and there in the middle of the room, all by itself, is a 3 section staff with Kama Scythes on the end pieces. I'm the only one that can use it in the party, so I take it. We continue along, with me fidgeting with the weapon trying to discern the best way to make it work, when we walk into a cavernous room. In each corner of the room are ogre sized mummies....that begin to animate, roll for initiative. Godrick goes first, and with the nearest two approaching for the corners, I declare that I'm going to try and slow down the closest one by hamstringing both of its knees. Proceed to roll a 20... Ok, roll to confirm, another 20.........ok, roll to confirm again and proceed to drop yet another 20 on the table. My first use of the weapon, and as he described it "One moment your War Rogue is standing in front of the party, preparing to run at the Zombie Ogre. The next moment, there's a simply a blur, as he's now standing half way across the room after having gone Turbo Ginsu, and all 4 Zombies crumple to the floor. We had already identified the weapon as an Undead Killer, but after that my friend made it a leveled weapon, and each part had the soul of one of the blacksmiths family who crafted it. He had returned home one day, to find his wife, daughter and son all slain by undead. He crafted the weapon to take revenge, and to always have his family with him. The next time Godrick pulled off somethine wacky like this, my friend wanted to "introduce" the next mini boss to the group. We are traveling through a canyon when we get dive bombed by a half-dragon woman. After making her first pass to announce herself, she decided to circle around and make another pass....you probably get where this is going. I ask, "how high above the party is she flying?" "About 15 to 20 feet" "How far from the nearest wall is she?" "About the same...why?" "I would like to run up the wall, leap off above her as she flies by, land on her back and try to take out her wings." "Alright, roll dex to see if you make it up the wall" Succeed. "Ok, roll tumble to see if you can stop yourself before falling off" Succeed Out comes the 3 section staff again.....Roll to attack. Again, I proceed to drop 3 crits on the table. "God damn it man, quit killing my bosses..., you watch as Godrick run up the wall, does a beautiful backflip right on to the back of the half-dragon, draws Tomeku, and proceeds to swing the ends by the middle section...clipping both of her wings off. Roll a dex saving throw as she loses control and pile drives into the canyon wall to see if you join her asshole." Make my dex save and tumble check to land as if it was just another day at the office. Needless to say after that, he out his minibosses WELL out of reach lol.

[@patricefrazer-chiasson6174]

My tanky dwarlock (dwarf warlock) killed a beholder zombie by himself at lv5 (the rest of the party was absent that week). Technically he had two NPCs with him, but both of those nitwits got hit with paralyzing rays and they kept failing their saves again and again, so they were pretty much useless. Being a warlock with Devil’s sight, he cast darkness on himself, and since it needed line of sight to use it’s eye beams on him, it’s only option was to try to bite me with disadvantage, and with my AC that wasn’t happening. So, he just kept firing eldritch blast until he ground that thing into paste

[@the64bitgamer77]

We were taking over a castle in a siege. My character (A monk) and our rouge were taking down there ballistas. After capturing one, a another from across the way fired a ballista bolt at me and then our team started chanting "catch it, catch it!" I managed to rolled above the damage it delt and my DM let me catch it then throw it back at them.

[@nanatheneko]

My elven magus who was part of a group doing a "milk run" mission for a thieves guild. When we nearly died we demanded more money for it cause they lied about the danger. When they refused, we said "You don't get the item" and left Alasdir (my magus) knew they would come for the item so he took it. In the inn he stood behind the door overnight (after making a bed dummy) Two rogues snuck in to steal the item. Alasdir knocked the first out with a merciful shocking grasp and turned his sword to the other rogue and simply said "Someone wasn't paid enough" Left it vague enough to let them question if they weren't paid enough or if alasdir wasn't lol

[@brightlord3963]

Nice pep talk, as per usual

[@dogf421]

i think i was only like lv2 at a time in the second session i ever played. we were being stalked by a group of orcs in the woods and i had the idea that rather than fight way too many enemies at low level we should hide, finding a small cave which i used silent image to cover over with an illusion of stone. when the orcs investigated a group clustered around and the moment one poked their finger through the illusion i let loose a burning hands that i think instantly killed 3 of them if i remember right.

[@phntmthf5505]

I had an aasimar Ancients paladin and at one point who contracted lycanthropy. As a werewolf my personality shifted, so it wasn’t long until I ended up breaking my oath and became an Oathbreaker. Very useful since my allies and I were all technically undead. (Long story) Then one of us got possessed by the god of antipaladins so we had to go into his head and kick said god out. The party that went in was me, whose powers were immediately taken away, a cleric/warlock/druid loxodon who could output more heals than I had ever seen, a Vengeance paladin yuan-ti abomination, a character who had allowed a murder god to possess her moments before, and a couple others I can’t remember. Cue a long fight, and in the end the murder-possessed one and I both died, me to a mace of disruption. But we killed the god of anti-paladins, and I thought it was pretty rad fighting the god responsible for my powers.

[@calebpileri7902]

My sister was playing a mage in a quest where we had to find a home for a giant badger that was eating villager crops. When we had found the badger and were deciding what to do with him, all the townsfolk came out with pitchforks, torches, saws, and other stuff to try and kill the badger. My sister used a single intimidation roll to yell at them and they all froze. The town Chad tried to oppose her, but she ripped him a new one (I don't remember what she said unfortunately) and he sauntered back humiliated. All the town left us alone, though one kid did ask my sister if she would join him for a drink.

[@smtmonke]

Curse of Strahd (Spoilers Ahead if you haven't played), I made a Champion Fighter Frenzy Barbarian Half Orc named Keith Björn. A dimwitted but strong man, Keith was introduced at level 6 as the party was traveling through a forest getting jumped by dire wolves. He would spend the rest of his time with the party for not only all of CoS but even a post-Strahd campaign where we did Descent into Avernus and fought Orcus at the end (Level 17). Part way through Curse of Strahd, we came back to the hags and their monster tree house after a brief encounter where we split up to search for Mordenkainen's book and staff. Unsurprisingly the staff was easier to obtain considering the book was guarded by said hags and held all of Mordenkainen's most powerful spells. After he had teleported in to steal his book back, we got to watch him unleash Meteor Swarm on the tree. Roll Intiative, followed by Keith literally running up, slashing the tree once with his greatsword, and critting on the first hit. The tree that had nearly wiped half our party had just crumpled like paper to one Meteor Swarm and a Half-Orc swinging a greatsword really, really hard at it. DND is truly something else.

[@Oxygen1004]

(From an NPC's POV) My monk jumps across onto their ship and guns straight for the captain, hitting a few solid hits and knocking him into a ballista seeming making him incapacitated on impact (it was a spell from our warlock), then completely ignores the guy attack him and runs straight at an officer, obliterating him in a single turn and starts to move onto the next, killing the next one in 1 turn aswell, then moves onto the last officer and crits on the first hit thus triggering my crusher feat and giving everyone advantage, I only hit half of my advantaged attack but left him on critical heath. Later that session we are facing a skill challenge to get to our ship in time (5 passes/3 failures) were what we had to do, I pass one and so does another, then followed up by 2 failed but that same warlock used dimension door to get 2 half of everyone there to the ship leaving me and that PC's adopted child to find a way, instantly roles a nat 20 to find a quicker path but then fails a check to dodge obstacles so a cannon ball starts barreling towards him my DM allowed me to use deflect missiles on it so "Juno jumps in the air and kicks the cannon ball, only taking 3 damage but starts tumbling down into the docs" which caused me to take 36 (24 + 12 from the child falling onto me) which is lower than my slowfall cap of 40 so only 15 damage in total was taken from that situation

[@digit148]

I was playing my “Tabaxi” sorcerer/fighter level 53. We got into a little scrap with the factually endless orc hordes from nishrek which got leaked into sigil. The greater deity Gruumsh walks in and tries to kill us. I had multiple boons of invincibility (one time damage set to 0) at this point, and a powerful party with me. I was not the one to land the final blow, but the DM was feeling banterful during the battle, and I matched him trash talk for trash talk before we made him not a god. Agoth the Abyss Breaker is the new god of orcs in our future games. (Final blow with Jathiman dagger)

[@digit148]

Near the end of the battle it got really close for those interested. He did a blood shockwave with the Bloodspear that doubled in damage every round. It was up to a million damage at the end. (Yes we would all die if hit)

[@Dwoods451]

Once I blew up a cave full of goblins that we were just outside of using fireball and I killed probably 30 goblins. We were like level 4 and I was a sorcerer. I still love that character

[@losttrader1170]

In a campaign, I was an artifice (yall know what's gonna happen) and the whole group agreed on certain rules such as you can enchant and curse items or creatures, we also were allowed to use gun powder. the dm said I could make golems, the group suddenly had an agreement, I made the golem out of enchanted silver, gave it a cannon arm, put a flame thrower in its mouth, and made it a sword out of mixed, cursed and enchanted steel, curses: bloodlust, (making the wealder gain health and power for each enemy killed in a single fight) Eldridge torture ( made it so the user of the given item went mad) Enchantment: Achilles might ( made the user stronger when lives are at stake) Midas's (turns anything hit by the blade turn to gold) and king's honor ( making any enemies afraid of the user). We took the golem to a priest and he blessed it. The look on the does face when we did this was priceless. It was also so I could control it like a suit of armor ( Useful for my weak character) We pretty much slaughter everything in out path. If that wasn't cool for you this should be, we got to the BBEG and I was in the golem: Bbeg: "beg and I'll let your memory continue" My character: "if that's what you want, 8 beg you to surrender" More enemies flood in and the party quickly takes them out, the beeg returns and kills the best character out of all of us, My character used the golem to grab the Bbeg and rip his heart out and leaving the Bbeg alive My character: "when the devil greets you remember to tell him how you died, choking on your own heart" My character forcefully shove his own heart down his throat and used the blade to turn him into gold Now I am not allowed to use artificer and the next bbeg is my character.

[@robertsilvermyst7325]

So, not D&D, but Pathfinder 2e. Byakko is my favorite character, so I play different iterations of him in different games. In this Discord group, he is a Braggart Swashbuckler. As a Swashbuckler, I gain Panache if I do any of the following: 1. Succeed a Tumble Through (General Swashbuckler) 2. Succeed a Demoralize (Braggart) 3. Do something impressive or ballsy that the DM approves of. The third is where this story is going. We faced a pair of creatures that had the ability to release a sonic scream. Those who fail a fort save are sickened. Byakko failed, and was 5 ft away from one of them, and was now Sickened 1. Now, in order to get rid of the sickened condition, you must use an action to wretch, making a Fortitude save. Given it had screamed in Byakko's face, I ask the DM to let me wretch right at is face. DM agreed, and I passed my Fortitude save. DM then rolled a fort save for the creature and failed. The DM gave me my Panache. Which I promptly used to unleash a Bleeding Finisher.. Critical Hit. I rolled near max damage. "Describe how you kill this guy." The DM said. "After it screamed at my tiger catfolk, Byakko roared back at it, spewing vomit in its face. Before it can react, Byakko plunges his rapier through the creature's jaw and up through its skull. He yanks the rapier back down so hard, that it slams the creature into the ground face-first before then using his reaction to activate "You're Next" at the second creature." And with that, I roll my Demoralize, and just barely succeed. So with my third action, Byakko strides to the creature, with regained Panache from You're Next.

[@cameron07edwards]

This was a few years ago, so my details may be a little off. But I was playing a tiefling bladesinger and our party had just made it through this weird cave full of magic crystals. I collected a few to bring back to the guild, so I had 5 or 6 in my backpack. When we came out of the cave, we found a clearing with a smoldering campfire in the center. I went to investigate, and the fire started talking to me. Turns out, it was a fire elemental that had been sealed away and bound to the campfire. It was very lonely and just wanted a friend, and I felt bad for it. So I asked the DM if I could bring it with us. He said that it was impossible since it was bound to the campfire. I thought for a minute and then asked if we could transfer his seal to my sword instead of the campfire. He said it probably wouldn't work. "What if we transferred it into one of these magic crystals from the cave?" He looked at me and thought about it for a second and then said that I could try. I had to affix the crystal to the pommel of my longsword (with the help of the party) and then had to make several rolls. I remember that I rolled 3 times, the first two were 17+ and the last one was a natural 20. There was a huge fire explosion (luckily I'm a tiefling) and it was a success. My longsword was now a magic weapon and did an additional d6 of fire damage. I could also manifest the fire elemental once per day as long as he stayed within a certain range of the sword. I named him Calcifer.

[@brandimik]

I don't know if this belongs to your idea of role-playing. I was a world of warcraft player back in the day. We were doing a time warp dungeon in Mists of Pandaria and we were on the last boss. I, a worgan beast masters hunter, was the only member left. The rest wiped. With my Fluffy at my side (core hound). Just to let you know, this was when we still had glifs and I had fast revive pet on board. I turned on my Fluffy's taunt and used him as a tank. I was just far enough away to hit, but not get hit. Fluffy went down, and I revived. It took a bit, but I was able to take down the main boss, the last boss. I had my teammates in my ears cheering me on. And that was my most badass moment.

[@tylerosborn7596]

Oh boy. I hope this gets read! This was my first campaign. We’re right at the climax, Big Bad is in the town square and there’s all manner or Dire-wolves and lycanthropes and beasts all over the city. As we’re charging towards the town square, having small fights along the way, we see 4 wolves attacking the shopkeeper lady (our Elf-bowman-ranger’s love interest) and her daughter (my Barbarian Halberdier noble’s love interest. (It was a really fun character to play)). She send our Dragonborn Paladin and NPCs on ahead as we go to rescue the damsels in distress. Our Goliath monk says “I HELP NICE LADY TOO” and charges with us. The wolves had them cornered and were facing them in an inverted wedge. The Goliath starts at the point man and uses Fury of Blows and punches 3 of them as he passes. I’m just one step behind and roll to attack the first one. Nat 20. I step up and swing like I’m Babe Ruth in his prime, cleaving straight though the first and killing the second as well. I follow up with a Polearm Master bonus attack and buttstoke the third in the face (dirty 20) and crush it’s skull. The elf then pumped several arrows into the last one and killed it nearly instantly. The whole combat took 6 seconds (in game one turn) and we told the women to get up to the citadel and charged on towards the Big Bad. Our Dragonborn and NPCs (and DM for that matter) were astonished at how fast we dispatched the wolves. They hadn’t even cleared the street before we caught up to them.

[@jamesbrownii9508]

I was playing at a hobby shop with 7 other players. I was running a half elf rogue/archer. The DM had set up an encounter with some orcs and a young red dragon. Our front line wasn't making any head way at getting to the dragon, and my pot shots weren't doing much damage. Side note: for the entire campaign I was rolling like a God. The DM pulled my dice for a session the week before and rolled them constantly to see if it was weighted... It wasn't. I ask the DM if I'm able to hide in the deep shadow along the wall to the cave and rolled successfully. I make my way behind the dragon, who is behind the orcs. On my turn, realizing that if things go badly, I die. So I got for it all. I say, I run up onto the back of the dragon, successfully pass my acrobatics check. I say, at the top of the dragon jump off; doing a triple axis flip, and pass my second acrobatics check. Then, I roll to preform a called shot... Straight into the dragons mouth. I crit. As the dragons brain is pierced by the arrow and it trashes around, harming its own allies, I land and pass my third acrobatics check to roll towards my allies and get behind the front line with the last of my movement. Avoiding AoO due to being a rogue. The party falls silent, the DM is looking at me with his eyes popping out of his head. Then, the celebration ensued and part of the treasure was a pair of boots of speed. Same campaign. We find a little girl who speaks a language no one understands. I ask to roll to see if I know the language based on hearing her talking. The DM says its some language, can't remember which, and I look at my sheet and sure enough, I know it. Turns out to be a Duke's lost daughter. We return her and are gifted a keep in his lands. I stopped playing after that, as life got busy. But, my character, Shen Long, was an epic bad ass for the entire time I played.

[@Chips_and_Gears]

in the finale of my friend's campaign of Waterdeep Dragon Heist spoilers we had just taken our spoils from the gold hoard literally on the edge of encumberment and when we came to the surface we saw all the remaining town guards injured from the battle with the gold dragon in the vault. one stands up seeing we've got gold in our pockets saying "Hey! that gold belongs to the crown thieves!" my character who had received a wand of fireballs a few sessions before raised her eldritch cannon (the wand was tied to it like a underbarrel grenade launcher) saying "send my regards to your dead king" pretty much killing all of them in the ensuing explosion. we then run to the nearest horse drawn cart and start riding like the wind to the city gates. our Monk sees that the wall guards are closing it and using the remaining charges of the wand, blew the gate up to smithereens and everyone escapes

[@brownjacket615]

*Battle of the badasses!* We play a hombrew campaign where a wizard locked a whole village into their subspace with other landmasses and it's on the players to help them stay alive and get them out. I play with two players: Loyd of Leaflet, who is the local hero who duelled an elven crotch face tax collector and won and Zaraki Kenpachi from Bleach (I asked the guy to bring a crazy character cuz this won't be a serious campaign and boy he delivered). The fate of the village is on these and while they're out there exploring other stolen landmasses from their places, the local town gard called Yeslick, a dwarven Veteran makes sure that nobody's panicking and do their job properly. As time went by Kenpachi slowly took issue with how things are! A drunk brought candy for kids that caused them to have their limbs inflated? After Kenpachi's arrival there is no one working? A Child tries to pick a fight with him? He decided to take matters into his hands and threatened everyone that he'll get everyone impaled who is lazy or dares to talk back to him. He's speech fell flat to which he decided to grab a halfling child and and start backing up his words to which Yeslick poked him with his pike. Kenpachi took it and even thanked when Yeslick drew his long sword. "Fine I let you fight me, bustard from an another world!" said Yeslick with a smile accepting the challenge that Kenpachi kept throwing at him the whole time he they were stuck here. He can stomach being pushed around but nobody lifts hand on his villagers and gets away with it! "So be it!" replied Kenpachi with a wide grin on his face. In the dimly lit darkness the two warriors stood in front of each other, Kenpachi ripped his eyepatch off and started bombarding Yeslick with furious and heavy blows with his heavy metallic blade (it's a great axe flavoured as his Shi-kai which is a giant cleaver). Yeslick was covered in his splint-mail and knew his way with the sword so he kept his guard up but some heavy hits came thought. The ones that didn't, kept leaving scars on Kenpachi's heavily muscled chest. At one point Yeslick missed and got his blade stuck in the ground leaving himself open to attacks and got hit really bad and tumbled away on the ground. He wiped his blood covered face, yanked his sword out of the ground and got back into fight with the biggest grin on his face and a joyful laugh, like an excited kid except this was a 300 years old dwarf. They were the same, Yeslick yearned for a fight that would give him quite the workout. The Blades were clashing so hard that sparks flew into the air lighting the crowd's faces who were watching the fight with the at most excitement. Maniacal laughter from both men testing each other's limits. After one minute since the battle started, the two of them were exhausted, Kenpachi swung to widely and that was his downfall because Yeslick then gathered all the strength he had left , jumped up and hit Kenpachi in the face with the sword's pommel, then tumbled down on his opponent's back and hit the ground. Kenpachi, fell unconscious, while Yeslick couldn't even move from exhaustion. The crowd cheered, for Yeslick's victory. Then Inoen proceeded to heal the two battle maniacs. This was last sessionso far, which also happened yesterday. Yeslick an NPC level 10 Champion Fighter was brought to 2 HP by Level 5 Scurge Aasimar Path of the Zealot Barbarian. ( tho some things were missing cuz I'm a sloppy DM but it was still Epic)

[@lucapiemonti9767]

This literally happened last session and we're still hyped. We, party of 4 (wizard, cleric, fighter/rouge and warlock/sorcerer), were fleeing through a mountain pass chased by an army of very angry "lesser races" (campaign thing): kobolds, goblins, hobgoblins, orcs, trolls... if they were sapient but not fully civilized by human standard they were part of the mob that wanted to gut us. We HAD just maginuked their provision stockpile for the coming war after all. An ambush is sprung and we're cornered, forcing us to make a stand until our support NPCs can clear a way. Combat goes okay, it's what happens after: party escapes but warlock/sorcere is further behind due to trying to help a fallen ally; enemy spellcasters rain a storm of fireballs, lighting and ice upon the area in a "colossal multielemental conflagration, obliterating everything in the vicinity", DM words. W/S is, of course, smack dab in the middle and fails miserably to take shelter. HOWEVER. He's also: a thiefling, with an active boon from his patron that works as a reaction-type power healing spell AND wearing the homebrewed item "ring of Flaming Kinship", which heals you for half of any fire damage you take and gives a flat 5/10/15/20 damage neagation depending on a d4 roll the moment it activates. The DM is describing how the chasing army is emerging from the smoke like a wall of nightmares when the W/S player calls for a surprise attack, casting chain lightning two times (normal and hastened cast), maximizing damage each time. He'd crunched the numbers and was left with 3hp. We lost our bloody minds and it took half an hour for everyone to calm down enough to get back at the table.

[@AjiraCtelin1993]

Not D&D per se, but Pathfinder 1e. The cast: Tsukiko Maeda, my human wizard Xibalba Amassa, a half-elf Fighter Many PCs We're fighting underwater, so the other 3 party members are rendered largely irrelevant. Both sides have air bubbles to block the pressures of the oceanic floor. The bad guys have a big bubble, and personal backups in case the big one fails. Xibalba's player comes up with the idea to dispel the bubble. I'm immediately glad that I prepared Dispel Magic and Greater Dispel Magic. Surprise round: we dispel the big bubble, and the 11 bosses are stunned for one round in the instant before their backups kick into gear. *Actual* Round 1: Tsukiko casts Greater Dispel Magic: Area Dispel. Five bosses are caught in the AoE, and promptly implode to oceanic pressures. Xibalba throws one of the surviving bosses into another boss, and we kill 7 bosses in one round. Round 2: Bosses are no longer stunned, but Xibalba and Tsukiko have initiative. Tsukiko casts Greater Dispel Magic: Area Dispel, catching three bosses in the AoE - 3 more corpse singularities. Xibalba catches the last guy in a Portable Hole, and closes it around the guy's waist. This activates the boss's personal teleporter-to-home-point, but his legs did not come with him. I can't take all the credit, since Xibalba's player was the one with the idea. But it's gone down in D&D history as the time I routed the adds by killing 8 bosses in two rounds with just dispel checks. *Only the party even knew I was there.*

[@fuze2118]

Recently had a really badass moment. My Paladin Dragonborn was killed by some cultists, but then resurrected by my teammates. After we assaulted the HQ of that cult, we encountered ones, who ordered that killing. After the phrase "I am Your death, prepare to die!" My character started the duel with the one, who killed him before...and won. Smite after smite of Vengeance Oath against that bad guy. Moreover, this encounter was more badass because my character managed to take the sword of that bad guy and killed him with his own weapon. DM said that the guards of that bad guy were scared by my character and ran away after the death of their boss. Unforgottable experience!

[@lordfrug4615]

I've never played dnd but i have to know. Has anyone fought an evil magic caster and instead of killing it they cut out its tongue and say "I cast silence on YOU" please I gotta know

[@mr.skitts5692]

I play a 3ft tall dragonborn/half dragon bard, he is a pacifist, refusing to attack or kill anyone. So that means he is all about buffing and support. If my "stress" which is a homebrew mechanic of mine gets do a certain point threshold (stress is gained by being attacked, being near corpses, etc.) I transform into something similar to a lycanthrope, which for me is just a equal leveled barbarian with natural weapons. the transformation also causes my character to grow from a small to large sized creature. That's all well and good but getting doused in water is an immediate transformation (he is terrified of water). So my party was walking up close to an bandit camp we were tasked with dealing with, thinking the stealthy option would give us the upper hand in the confrontation. Natural 1 stealth check from me, so my clumsy ass falls right off the overlooking ridge right down into the middle of the camp alerting literally everyone, which was give or take about 8 guys. A fight ensues almost immediately and I'm taking hits and getting stressed, using well timed calm emotion spells to reset my stress, that is until our wizard uses catapult to launch a nearby barrel at the enemy engaged with me. Turns out that was a barrel of water (mfw immediate accidental transformation). A bit peeved because i still had a lot of spell slots left and had the next few rounds planned, thinking "oh well" time to hurt some folk, I started mixing it up with our other melee characters, grappling and intimidating nearby bandits till eventually we clear them out. Afterwards the party is looking through the corpses and moving them into an empty tent to get them out of the way when my keen hearing picks up approaching footsteps, I usher my party into a tent. After the party was hidden i stand behind a broken cobblestone wall adjacent to the road the steps are approaching from. now the only way I can speak while transformed is through mimicry so i start mimicking the voice of one of the bandits that we dealt with. Started by saying "I need some help over here" decently loud, getting impatient I start saying "help me" in a more erratic fashion. Eventually the footsteps are near enough to tell that its one man who then immediately fails a insight check and starts wandering over towards me saying "Maxie? are you okay?". As the man rounds the corner to be about 10 feet away from this hulking nightmare creature I stop mimicking, and we stand there in complete silence for a few seconds cue initiative, Nat 15 for me and I end up going first. I rage and immediately charge him and attempted to intimidate him by mimicking the screams of "Maxie", Nat 20, the man then spends his turn trying to run away. I end up grappling the man, and through a combination of claw and bite attacks eventually bring him down, the whole fight wasn't very quiet, when I turn to start dragging the body back there is my party, completely slack jawed, given the transformation has terrible intelligence and wisdom, I look at them and repeat "me, Maxie" in the two different voices sounding as proud as possible. Afterwards the party had trouble staying near me, the best part is that my normal state has no idea the monstrous form exists, so I'm very confused why my friends are keeping a distance. Till this day me and my DnD group laugh about how i turned DnD into a "reverse horror game" gotta be one of my favorite moments of all time.

[@CaptRedJack]

I played a Russian ex military sabotage expert in a homebrew WOD game the group was trapped on a huge cargo ship with an extradimentional monster called a Subjugator. He had formerly tried to negotiate with the monster (he was opportunistic like that) and the monster had shown him the horror that would come to pass if it was allowed to escape the ship and told him that he would be the creatures puppet. Nikolai was thankfully rescued by the other players, and Nikolai was not interested in negotiating after that. he eventually lured the subjugator into an ambush with the other martial character. the last thing the monster heard before Nikolai triggered a claymore mine, and dumped the entire mag from an AK into it, and the other character hit it with a coup de gras with an enchanted spear was 'ha mne net niti' or "there are no strings on me"

[@blue_pikachu3983]

Just a few days ago we were starting a new campain. I was a Dragonborn Rouge and was put together with Changling wizard. We were put in a motel and we each had our own rooms. I decided to follow him to his and to attempt to intimidate him by putting a dagger to his throat. He attempted to scare me off by casting Thunderwave. I proceeded to roll a Nat 20 dec and am unaffected by the spell with the dagger at his thoat with a big black hole in the wall behind me

[@scoundral2995]

I swear this is one of the best reddit reading channels out there

[@nicnacpattywhack]

Not for D&D but another TTG, Palladium (The base game for Rifts), had a Changeling/Dwarf thief named Klept in a group with a Wolven assassin named Krillin. Our GM was notorious for being a hard a$$ and always looking to PK us and always being very unforgiving. So we learned that we needed to play it safe in battles and never attempt called-shots. (A called-shot is targeting a specific body part or area that requires a higher roll on strike to hit, else the attack would miss completely. i.e. torso 8+, leg 10+, eye 16+) so this made combat pretty stale. One session we got into battle with 5 orcs and, mid fight, the GM asked us why we never tried any crazy tactics in combat and stated we were boring him. So we decided to entice him and this is how it went. My thief fought duel wielding double-headed axes. Left hand was a +1 and right hand was enchanted to return when thrown and my wolven team mate wielded dual katanas and we had already downed one of the orcs. My turn so I saved one of my attacks (homebrew rule useful for countering after a dodge or an extra parry attempt/attack) team mates turn and he downs one of the four remaining orcs. Two of the orcs after seeing the second of them killed decide to run and team mate follows chase. Leaving me with the orc leader. He attacks me but I succeeded with my parry. My turn again however the first orc was killed by my enchanted axe and it was stuck in his chest so with just my +1 axe in my off-hand "I strike for his neck." Gm, "Roll to strike." Nat 20.. after he fails his parry and I roll good on damage plus the x2 multiplier. GM, ".. And you send the leaders head a foot from his shoulders into the air. Me, "I use my saved attack to jump, catch the severed head, 360° spin and throw it at one of the fleeing orcs head." GM, "Ok I'll allow it at disadvantage, though. Which of the two orcs are you aiming for?" "Whichever one has the bigger lead on Krillin." "Ok but being further your going to need at least a 16 to hit. Roll to strike." .... another nat 20... GM "...Ok, Krillin of the two orcs your chasing the one in fronts' head appears to just explode for no reason. Battle ends and your giving chase to the final orc down this forest road. What will you do?" Krillin, "I throw my katanas down and stick them into the ground at my sides. Jump and grab a tree branch, swing from it and kick this guy in the back of his head." After rolling 90%+ for the acrobatics check and striking with with 18, +2 from bonuses, and high on damage. GM "You kick him in the back of his head sending him face first into the ground, you then land on the back of his head flattening his skull." GM facepalms and says "This was suppose to be today's big fight. This was suppose to be hard!"

[@codydevine552]

2 different ones from my first game ever and first game with my long running RP group. 1st. I used a goblin as a spear, killing him with enough force to explode on a tree frightening everyone, including the chief who I then used as a club to kill another goblin. First fight, three kills. 2nd. While investigating a haunting, we learn there is a shadow mastiff haunting this farm. While we were trying to stop a man for reporting our trespassing I assaulted him like an idiot but then our ranger, and the man I had punched spotted the shadow mastiff. My dm then allowed me to do a drop shot with firebolt, critically rolling a dirty 20 with disadvantage. After standing I took up my sword and proceeded to smite it my next turn before the archer got a crit. And before anyone asks, my character is a paladin artificer, hence why I had a non paladin spell and smite

[@samzilla1281]

Tyranny of Dragons. I had been away from the game for a month. We were rescuing a Dwarf NPC from Yuan-Ti. The DM informed me that my Bard had been there before. We get to the final battle of that part. Everyone is getting ready to fight, then the DM says to me, "You recognize the priestess." I simply walked into the room and said "Hi honey. I'm home."

[@bosunbones.8815]

My Level 2 rogue running in to a room of full of animated "knives" (Frozen Sick module) and taking the dodge action as a diversion to save our hapless druid who got isolated. Not a scratch taken. :)

[@WitD2013]

5:44 Missed the chance to call them a "pie-ladin," RIP commenter.

[@KumiChan2004]

Smokey the Bear would be proud of that last story.

[@The_One_And_Only_Atlas]

This was ACK (Adventurer Conqueror King), I was playing and elf blade dancer named Zelda. We were fighting bandits, and I rolled to make a unique kill. Nat. Fucking. 20. I trisected that bandit, scaring the rest away. Blood and guts flew everywhere. It was awesome.

[@JacobL228]

5:00 Wait, is this from the same campaign as the "If I'm going to die, it's not going to be from a pie tin." quote from the out-of-context series?

[@MettaFTW]

i mentioned in another video about the horror circus (that got nuked and my tail fell off as a result), well, the ring leader was controlling the were-rabbit/edward scissorhare with a special watch. well, shit was going down, everyone was about to die, so i took my newly awarded vorpal sword (they fought a jabberwocky while i was out with food poisoning, and they let my kobold have it) and just lopped his hand off, right behind the watch so he couldnt wind it anymore, rendering him powerless.

[@Dwoods451]

We once fought 2 dire crabs. As an air genasi, I casted levitate on one and the other one chased me while I passed the fighter(who eventually jumped onto it back, which was safe) and we easily killed 2 dire crabs, my genasi monk not taking damage.

[@tbmin3d]

Mine was also in Princes of Apocalypse. SPOILER ALERT I as a player realized basically the same moment my character did the link between opposing weapons and the portals. Tinderstrike got sucked into a water hole. I dove in after & DM scrambled. Basically only worked because of roll20, or maybe an online dice roller if covid hadn't happened, rolled a D10,000 to determine depth. Survived a surprising number of rounds because of stupid high HP, but knew the writing was not only written but drying on the wall ((Damn nat 1 for perception)) I hurled Tinderstrike towards the portal just as the pressure caved my armor and made me a blood bubble. P.S. We recovered it and the water monster was dragged back into the portal, where I assume my cloud of blood made a nice middle finger shape.

[@riotborka2190]

This was a one shot that could grow into a small company. I played as a level 12 armored artificer dwarf. Seyting was apocalyptic, a kind of cult that modified other living beings into terrible obominations, captured almost the whole world and our characters were heroes who were supposed to stop these creatures. Well, here we are, in one of the last bastions of humanity, were able to agree on receiving help from semi-divine creatures who were also not interested in turning the world they knew into a meat ball. The city we were in was attacked by a band of mutated creatures and their leader was a rider on a modified dragon, while the rest of the party dealt with the rider, my dwarf decided to fight the dragon and test his battle suit at the same time. I increased my size with a potion and a magic item from medium to huge. He tore out the statue that was nearby and began to fight the dragon. When I started fighting the dragon, our GM decided to play the music from Pacific Rim. After the session we decided not to continue the game, but it was a very fun session. My English is not very good, but I hope that what I wrote was at least understandable:)

[@austintaylor7483]

*minor spoilers for Storm Kings Thunder I was playing my 8th level Bladesinging Wizard, when the citizens of a town were trapped and surrounded inside a small fort in the town. The leader of the several dozens of Kobolds approached the gates and challenged someone to take him on in single combat, mind you, this baddie was a Blue Half-dragon fighter. My character annoyed and absolutely done with the waves after waves of kobolds, accepted the challenge with only having one remaining spell slot, luckily...3rd level. As I approached the baddie, I activated my bladesong giving me a +5 to my AC (from my +5 Int mod) and +10 walking speed, then right before the DM had me roll initiative, i cast Haste on myself, doubling my walking speed to 80ft and boosting my AC to a total of 25. Needless to say, I literally ran circles around this Half-dragon sub boss lacerating him several times during each of my turns, while he couldn't touch me with any of his attacks or breath weapon. The GM ended up putting a stop to the combat, having the baddie concede the duel before he was downed. After the session, the DM explained that I had dropped the Half-dragon baddie to 1HP and killing him would have caused all 3 dozen of the remaining kobolds to swarm in rage and attack all the remaining towns folk in revenge. It was the most fun I've had in a session and still my top badass moment with any caster I have played!

[@brandonmitchell6386]

We were playing the curse of strahd campaign and it was time for the final battle. My character was a Dragonborne barbarian and i had the sun blade. Well I rolled for attack and hit a nat 20, followed by 3 10/10 critical hits with my blade and an additional 5 or 6 of the burn damage from the blade against strahds skin.. at this point the DM was like WTF.

[@crasyperson123]

Due to a combination of a new DM and a lack of monster knowledge, I as a level 20 dragonborn paladin successfully banished a tarrassque on an island floating in the sky.

[@CailinR]

Commenting solely for the inclusion of Deadlands. Always nice to know there are other Marshals out there and that they allow the same weird shenanigans I do!

[@arrestedsolidyhe77sp]

That thumbnail goes hard

[@russellperry9902]

10:04 moonknight is our artificer.