Article Header Image Hail to the Player-in-Chief, Part 1
Confessions of a Full-Time Wizard by Shelly Mazzanoble  We were
deep beneath The Happy Beggar, a bed and breakfast for the
downtrodden run by a sweet, retired, paladin couple, when I
decided I needed a career change. This particular encounter was
hard, and Tabitha was having her wizard's robes handed to her by
an aggro shadar-kai and a pantload of dark creepers. There were
no minions in sight, and we were grossly outnumbered.
Additionally the room was so tiny that there was no way you
weren't in spitting distance of at least two enemies.  "This
encounter is broken," Scott said. "We're getting our butts
kicked."  "This is a perfectly appropriate encounter for your
level," New DM said, so smug and confident he might as well have
painted his face and waved a foam finger in the air chanting,
"TPK! TPK! TPK!"  "It does seem a little more aggressive than
usual," Marty said.  "Well, again," said New DM, "sometimes that
happens."  Right. Good advice, New DM. Th