cjp@vax135.UUCP (CharlesPoirier) (12/07/83)
As a preliminary aside: What happened to the suggestion that we start up net.games.frp.tales? I second the idea. And here's one: In regard to those poor endangered dragons: My previous frp'ing group played an AD&D version with highly modified rules for magic use and experience, a moderate incidence of mostly low-powered magic items, and very few characters over 7th level. In this world: Dragons are considered *extremely* dangerous, and not to be lightly annoyed. One day, Conn (sic; not *my* character) the Barbarian (a somewhat obnoxious and, be it said, unpopular, 7th level fighter owning an undue proportion of the extant powerful magic) was flying along, alone, on his Tarn when he noticed a Dragon roughly paralleling his course some distance away, not really acting threatening or anything. Conn brazenly yelled some insult at the Dragon, and brandished his flaming sword. The Dragon wheeled and buzzed Conn. As he went by, Conn yelled further insults and flipped him "the bird" (a common obscene gesture in this part of the world). The Dragon, annoyed beyond all endurance, returned, with his fiery breath prepped to toast Conn to cinders. He connected only with the hastily vacated Tarn, however, as Conn had donned his rings of invisibility and feather-fall and jumped overboard. Conn, having landed safely, was rather perturbed to perceive that the Dragon could see through his invisibility and was coming back to finish him off. Next thing he knew, Conn was waking up, the Dragon nowhere to be seen. Apparently, the Dragon had taken pity on Conn. Rather than blow Conn away, he had merely used a charm spell of some kind to put Conn to sleep. On the other hand, Conn had been robbed of all his belongings -- including his clothes!!! Who says Dragons have no sense of humor? So, anyway, Conn, out in the middle of the wilderness, naked, had to kill and skin some wild animal with his bare hands to get a breechclout to wear while he walked back to civilization. Arriving a week later in this condition, he elicited many ill-disguised snickers (hell, guffaws) from his fellow adventurers. An expedition was later mounted to recover Conn's treasure from this Dragon, but that is another story for another time. from the annals of Driyon, Spearbearer Charles J. Poirier (oh yes, AD&D is a trademark of TSR Hobbies and Gary Gygax, Inc, etc, foo.)