Even with uncanny Dodge and evasion, Fenton fell and died. Maximum damage roll on the dungeon masters part. With the 18 strength score he had (because of him being a weretiger) he threw the 30 pound gnome up and out through the entrance, and then tried to climb the rest of the way up to escape however the dragon decided he didn't want me to leave, and used his breath attack on me. While climbing up the walls of the cave with the gnome bard on his back, Fenton heard a deep grumble from behind him, and turned to face an adult red dragon. The catch here is that Fenton and Welby both had a wisdom score of 8, making perception one of his weakest skills. The dungeon we were in opened up into a natural cavern, and I could see light from another entrance at the top of the cavern. After several encounters with monsters throughout his endeavour to find his friends, and had about 30 or so hp left. Fenton was separated from the party, along with our party's bard, and was trying to get back to them in a dungeon. Fenton bonney helped me become more confident, helped me get over my crippling anxiety, and allowed me to escape the world I so thoroughly hated. Two enchanted scimitars and a cloak of the manta ray made me feel like my character was something special, not just another generic hero. Along the way, Fenton had contracted lycanthropy and was a weretiger, which added so much depth to the interactions I had with NPC's and other player characters. I continued to go to dungeons and dragons sessions for 4 months after that, eventually getting to about level twelve. I played him as a proud and confident character who didn't take shit from people, the way I wished I was in real life. His name was Fenton bonney, and he was a pirate, Level 5 swashbuckler. I decided to go, since I didn't have any plans, and throughout the 3 hour session I realized that I loved playing the character I was given. I had heard of the game before but always thought it was kinda a stupid hobby to pursue. One of my acquaintances invited me to play dungeons and dragons with a group of his friends. About a year ago, I had made plans to commit suicide, and I didn't have much of a reason not to. As cheesy as it might sound, dungeons and dragons is the reason I'm still alive.
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