An Exasperated DM, part 3 (final)
Again, we are playing 3.5e D&D. Our cast is: an elven rogue, an elven ranger, an elven wizard, a psion, a dim-witted half-orc barbarian, and a now nerfed pixie. We barely survived the attack from the human ship in the last part of the story. All of the elven prisoners were killed in combat, and some of the party was fairly wounded. We made it to port, where we find wanted posters all over town with our general descriptions. The session is getting ready to end as well.
Barbarian (OOC): I’m getting bored as this character.
DM: Why? Is there anything I can do to help?
Barbarian (OOC): Not really. I just didn’t give him a backstory, so this character is bland for me. I think I’m just going to be done.
Me (OOC): Han on, just play a little longer. When we hit the next town (in the next session) you can switch characters.
Barbarian(OOC): Makes sense.I can do that.
Me: I am going to disguise myself and see about getting us out of here. Ranger will you come with me?
DM: Okay. You guys notice that this town is very secure. There is a wall around the whole perimeter, with only 2 ways in and out: the docks, and the north gate. There are well-armed guards everywhere on patrol. You also notice that the wanted posters all spreadout throughout town, and guards are stopping every non-human to ask them questions. On top of that, there are 6 guards at the gate, and many more patrolling the docks.
Me (OOC): Is this because of the ship thing?
DM: May be. But you do find a merchant who is sympathetic to your cause. She will offer you her old wagon and a horse for cheap.
Me: Okay, but can you set it by the gate? That’s where we will need it.
DM, as shopkeep: Okay, but that’ll be extra. I’m not going to risk my life for free.
Me: That’s only fair.
The ranger and I meet everyone in a dark alley, seemingly safe for the moment.
Me: Okay. This place is on lockdown. Guards are everywhere, questioning every non-human that passes their sight, and there are even more guards at the gate. Neither of us can see a way out without gathering attention. I have a wagon set-up for us with a horse, but it’s by the gate.
Barbarian: *walks off, with one torch in each hand* You guys go now. I get guards. Wait 5 minutes, then get out.
Ranger: But wait! Why?
Barbarian: It no matter. Nothing matter.
DM, not fond of this plan: *with head in hands* Fine. In three minutes, the town catches fire, and all of the guards are looking for the perpetrator. All of you escape the town in the wagon unnoticed. There are riots all around and you never see the barbarian again. *sighs* I think we are done today. I need to rethink my plans for you guys. You are too damn smart.
Barbarian (ooc): And I need a new character.