Page 157 — Getting On With It

My first experience with a full-sized dragon and its hoard did not turn out well.

See, there was this cursed sword we desperately needed. It was in the middle of a dracolich's hoard. Said dracolich was many levels higher than us.

Our attempts to sneak the item out while it was sleeping resulted in its awakening. I handed off the item to my party members, who took off running at maximum speed… leaving me, without any actions left, standing alone in the dracolich's hoard.

The only way I managed to survive was by immediately grabbing hold of the most valuable gem in the hoard and using it as a shield, creating an incredibly tense, 45-minute-long Mexican standoff. I barely got out with my life, and many valuables lighter.

Never before had I been so committed to acting perfectly in-character, and very rarely since.

Rainbow Dash: I hope you’re awfully proud of yourself.
DM: Don’t even start.
Applejack: Looks like our druid ain’t comin’ back fer a while. How do ya wanna play this now, Twi?
Twilight Sparkle: Um… I guess… the same as before… Only now I’m going in alone… all by myself… with the big… deadly… dragon.
Pinkie Pie: Have fun storming the castle!
Rainbow Dash: Think it’ll work?
Applejack: It would take a miracle.
Rarity: …<sigh>