How A Raven Saved Our Asses
Context: We were sent on a mission by bandits to kill a man because they assumed he was trying to purposely kill people, turns out he just sucked at what he did and was actually a really cool guy, so when we got back to camp we had to lie about his death.
DM: “Roll a bluff check to see if the Bandit leaders believe you.”
Yllmir, The Fetchling Warpriest: *rolls 14, kinda unconvincing bluff* “We killed him, he thought back was already hurt from an earlier counter.” *showing off injuries*
DM: “The bandit leaders don’t quite believe you and find something fishy about this, would anyone else like to roll for support this bluff?”
Aceica, The Suli Magus: *rolls a 6 on her bluff, making it seem more unbelievable*
Lucian, My Familar, A Raven who can’t speak common yet: *rolls a 18* “CAW!”
DM: Well, Lucian’s bluff was enough to make the bandit leaders believe you, congrats.