Today was my third session of the Dragonlance Chronicles, after the heroes obtained the discs of Mishakal from Xak Tsaroth and returned to a ruined Solace. During the inn fight, Otik Sandath the lovable barkeep is taken hostage and Toede (evil empire bad guy goblin) tries to get the group to disarm and be arrested in exchange for his life. Figured it was a better idea than an endless wave of mooks. They agree.Otik Sandath:
"Tika my dear, I swear I will do everything in my power to-"Tika Waylan:
"Don't talk, just go!"
When Allegra the paladin's the last party member to throw down her arms, Otik's released and he runs far away.Xeno:
"Toade, there's something you forgot."Toede:
"And that is?" he asks, chortling.Xeno:
"I'm a fucking mage. LIGHTNING BOLT MOTHERFUCKERS."Toede:
"And? You don't have a spellbook OH SHIT!"
And in case you're wondering if I was being a Dick DM, I knew the party was far from defenseless without conventional weaponry.