I love GMing

Seeing a look of horror dawn on six people's faces as they think they've figured out what just happened to their PCs. And then seeing that look erased by a brand *new* look of horror as they realise it's worse than that...

(And I'm very happy with how I set them up for it, if I do say so myself.)

Looks of horror, part 2 (Aramia game)

So, it was my turn to GM yesterday. After the requisite shopping spree and division of loot (somehow Tharnor, John's dwarvish-elvish druid, had managed to end up getting *both* the magic items the party has so far acquired, leaving him with 1900 GP worth of a 3600 GP haul that needed to be divided among six), they set off northwards through hill country with half a dozen merchants who had promised food and beer in exchange for an escort.

( This post not filtered, so those on my Plotting Filter, remember not to give stuff away... )