Distorted Cerebration

No No… not what you and I especially would hope the title means…. more benign it is.

Tonight I did something that I never thought I’d do.. or at least have the balls to do…. once again, that’s not what it is.

No tonight quite simply I did what I wanted to do without regard to the feelings of the people involved.

Yeah, that’s right, that’s all I did… I did something that I wanted without worrying about the person on the other end.

I usually don’t do things like that. I usually do the ‘nice’ thing even when I don’t have to, or am actively encouraged to do otherwise. Tonight, I just felt like it. I felt like doing what I wanted to do. What exactly did I do?

I set someone up and they got killed.

Again, that statement isn’t what it sounds like.

I didn’t intend for that player’s character to be killed off… at least not that fast. But the great thing is that I set it all up, and his demise came swiftly with so much plausible deniability on my part, it’s the story that presidents and high ranking officials dream of.

Now I have no ill will to the player himself… he was just in the wrong dungeon at the wrong time. That and he was an elf.

One character dies, my character lives. And I giggled my mother fucking ass off.

My it feels good to be chaotic evil.

So you and your band of confusingly evil friends are exploring a dungeon. You come across a Dryder and a few of his friends. Words are not minced and fighting lasts for what seems an eternity.

Your original targets finally die, but some where in the course of battle one your friends, stealthy one of course, lets it be known to other Dryders in the area that you are in a deadly tango with their friend.

Now here you are, the final battle, it’s almost over. You have the last Dryder cornered and he appears hurt. He backs away against the wall and offers to remove all the barriers from the room as long you back away and leave him be. He seems ready with something, something deadly…

Pop Quiz hot-shot, what do you do?

What any normal fool would do, you keep arguing with him telling him he’s gonna die. Real smart.

Too bad that 96 point Fireball Mr Dryder had as a readied action was big enough to destroy the Helm of Brillance sitting atop your friends head. Who happened to be dead smack in the middle of the group.

8 Prismatic Sprays, 19 Walls of Fire and 38 Fireballs later everyone is cripsy.

Nice going hot shot.