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  • Long term 5e game, was in it’s 4th year. Wife was playing a lvl 15 cleric that had taken a vow of celibacy but fell in love with an npc. They had been courting for about a year in game and she was about ready to break her vow, changing her alignment, and multi classing her character. But a cataclysmic event occurred causing the complete destruction of the capital city, killing thousands. As meteors of fire rained down on them, they ran through the city towards the air ship docs. As the npc rounded a corner, I had her roll to see if he misses getting hit by a ball of fire. She rolled just well enough that he misses dying, but is at 1 hp (I gave him 10). Bleeding from a massive head wound, she takes the half speed penalty to help him the last 200 ft to the air ship. Forgetting she had a mace that let her cast a teleport spell up to 1,000 ft to any place she was familiar with.

    I make her roll every 30 ft to avoid another strike. She passes most as I set the DC only at 12. But about 170 or so ft with one roll left she nat 1s. She then looks up at the sky and screams “IS THIS BECAUSE WE HAVEN’T HAD SEX YET?” I asked her if she is asking her god, and she thinks for a second before saying “Fuck it, YES!” So I tell her, as the words leave your lips, a sudden burst of energy and inspiration strikes you, and you remember you have magic that could get you to the ship. Her eyes go wide, and she yells “SON OF A BITCH! I cast teleport from the mace to bridge of the ship.” She and her Partner instant teleport.

    After everyone else gets aboard, the airship begins to lift off. I make the party roll one last avoidance roll so the ship doesn’t get hit. 2 nat 20’s and the rest in the mid to upper teens. So the ship flees the city as it burns and crumbles into flame, ash and rubble behind them. Danger averted, and with questions of what exactly happened. She grabs her lover’s hand and storms off to her room yelling to the party. “Don’t disturb us for at least and hour.” The table erupted in laughter and cheers and I describe them marching below deck followed by the slamming of a door. She broke her vow, leveled up and multi classed her cleric into a rouge.