Once again, D&D kicked my a$$

[zebralittle52]

Sure, everything started off fine. We'd all rested up, fought a few things without any problems... Even found a captured bear and released it into the wild. (I think we got extra points for not trying to kill it, like most of the others have done.) I've even gotten up to level 4, which means I don't suck near as bad as I used to compared to the rest of the 'em. But then, for no reason we could fathom in a 4th & 5th level campaign, they put a friggin' 7th level Tentacle Rock of Doom in our path!

Didn't help that our heavy hitter botched his first roll and dropped before landing a single blow, but even the rest of us sucked ass. So now there's four of us laying on the ground, dead as doornails, and the poncy elf's still taking pot shots at it from around the hall.

Chomp!
*we die*
*arrows, thwap thwap thwap* -----> -----> ----->
Chomp!
*we die some more*
*arrows, thwap thwap thwap* -----> -----> ----->
Chomp!
*yes, we're still dying*
*arrows, thwap thwap thwap* -----> -----> ----->

After about an hour, there ya go. The elf runs off in search of someone big enough and bad enough to handle four resurections spells, 6 weeks pass and we show back up with a huge life debt (I think the DM just didn't wanna bother with us rolling up new characters.) and we're STILL not done with the friggin' dungeon this all happened in!

ARG!

Dude, I can't wait for next week!