If you haven’t read part one of this series click here to catch up! Our campaign started, as many low-level D&D campaigns do, with our characters investigating and fighting back an encroachment of Orcs, Ogres, Drow Elves, and the like. At one point it turns out that Trolls have been recruited to cause trouble, and our characters have to face off against a horde of the things. As I told you, this campaign was being run under D&D 3.5 rules, but I was raised on 1st edition AD&D and even though I’ve been playing 3.5 for nearly 8 years now I still think in old school gaming terms.
As many of you may know, Trolls regenerate. Even when they have been knocked unconscious and are dying they can pop back up and start attacking you at any time! Even though we had managed to take several of the Trolls down I voiced my concern that they would be popping back up and we would be fighting a war of attrition we were destined to lose.
I asked my comrades what we could do and they informed me that we just needed to Coup de Grace the unconscious ones. "Coup de Grace?", I asked. This was a 3rd edition manuever my 1st edition mentality wasn't aware of. Apparently you could kill an unconscious opponent in one round.
I asked, "How is that possible if the creature can just regenerate?"
They told me, "You basically just defile the body and it can't regenerate."
Well, this is what my barbarian set out to do. I informed the GM of my intended actions in what became my most infamous Toddism to date, "I drop a Gnome Loaf where his throat used to be."
I had simply intended this to be my defiling the Troll to a point where it could not regenerate, but my fellow players took it as much more than this. The comment took on a life of its own, and since I couldn't fight it, I embraced it. The dropping of the Gnome Loaf became a finishing maneuver of the Gnome Barbarian. One of our players, Marty, even named it the Poop de Grace. I nicknamed it the "Keoghan Steamer" (after the notorious Cleveland Steamer.)
It wasn't long before my Barbarian-In-Training, the Ogre Smashskull, decided to attempt a Coup de Grace of his own. The Ogre was being played at the moment by Doug, even though he was technically an NPC. When Smashskull knocked out an enemy Doug announced to the GM, "I rip off his head and drop and Ogre Loaf down his neck."
The GM was a bit beside himself to see that his well devised campaign had descended into coprophilic madness. The GM had Rory, the 12 year old boy who had asked to be trained as a Barbarian after hero worshiping my Gnome, suddenly appear. He had apparently sneaked away from home and followed us to this point only to witness the battle descend into 2 Barbarians 1 Esophagus. Poor Rory screamed out, "What are you doing?!?" and then ran off into the woods crying.
The GM explained that he wanted to hold up a mirror to what we had become. While I took his point, I maintain that I had never intended all this madness--ever. My little one-off comment had grown and taken on a life of its own, and I had merely gone along for the ride. However, at this point I couldn't back off.
I marched over to the crying boy and dressed him down for not being a man-- for being unable to handle the horrors of war. I stripped him of his gnome hat, dropped a Gnome Loaf into it, and handed it back to him. I told him that he was dead to me and that if I ever saw him again he'd rue the day!
To the GM's credit, despite my hijacking his Forgotten Realms campaign into Fecal Realms, he did award me bonus experience points for properly role-playing my character's Barbarian reactions to the boy being such a wuss!
