The angry dice
It was a bit before we started the session. I was the DM and the one that made everyone get into D&D. In my previous attempts to get them into it, i gave everyone their own dice sets.
DM: so does everyone has his character sheets?
All but player 1: yes
P1: i forgot mine.
DM: that’s like the fourth time in a row isn’t it? Well i’ll lend you a set. (Takes bag with 13 sets out and gives him one)
P1: can i get another? I can’t read the symbols on that one.
DM: sure (gives him another) well, which set to use today… I think i’ll use the ones you didn’t want. They want revenge.
In this session I rolled 12 nat 20s resulting in 4 near- deaths, 2 deaths and a chicken that could suddenly breath fire.