No, What You Said About Kelly Has Not Affected My Dungeon-Mastering, And Yes, 50 Dragons Just Appeared In The Tavern

Where did we leave off? Last week the party was asking around to learn what happened in the abandoned mine on the edge of town. A rough-looking bard sitting by the fire said he might remember the tale, for the right price. The ranger was about to roll and try to persuade him.

Don’t worry about any of that because fifty dragons just appeared in the tavern.

You’re right — that is unlikely. It’s a real surprise, like, I don’t know, finding out the people you’ve spent every weekend with for the last ten years called your new girlfriend a “penis-devouring harpy.” That was also a surprise.

Anyway, the dragons attack and none of you have weapons drawn so they get first initiative.

How can fifty dragons even fit in here? Great question, Greg. The dragons attack you first.

Upon closer inspection, you see the tavern walls have a shimmering, translucent quality. Once identified, the illusion vanishes, revealing an enormous cave with ample headspace, a detail you admire, Greg, while being hit with fifty fireballs. You take two thousand points of damage and die.

No more questions? Awesome.