HE WENT THAT WAY!
So, we’re playing a Homebrew 5e game. We’re a party of four, a Dragon Knight Fighter (Valkyr), a Soul Reaper Rogue (Zephiel), an Oathbreaker Paladin Warlock (Ancalagon) and a Demon Hunter Warlock (Lucian).
We snuck in an underground Drow city by deceiving the guards we were secret detectives that investigate evil things, but a few bad puns later (one of them being: “Did anyone DROWn here recently?”) we got thrown out of the city by the assassin that was in charge of the guards.
So, just as we were escorted outside the secret entrance by a rather large group of guards, I pull out my bomb (I call it boom bottle), Zephiel snatches it out of my hand and quickly throws it in the hatch that leads to the underground city. It made a smoothie of the drow guards inside. Since we wanted to enter the city at all costs, we dove in the bloodbath, smeared ourselves in blood and the reinforcements came in at that exact moment.
Valkyr (Me): I hold my leg, pretend I’m injured and dying: “OH MY LEG I AM DYING”
Zephiel: I smear more blood and guts over me to look more convincing.
DM (as the drow reinforcements): What happened here?!
Valkyr: “THERE WAS A GUY, HE THREW IN THE BOMB AND ESCAPED, HE WENT THAT WAY!” *I point to the exit*
DM: Roll deception.
When we finished laughing, the drow guards put us on stretchers and took us to the city to get us help.
That’s the story of how I got my first inspiration in this campaign.