D&D players, gather round.

[High King Fingolfin]

A friend recently showed me this. Most of the jokes are D&D (Dungeons & Dragons, in case anyone doesn't know) related, so people who don't play probably won't get it.

[piosenniel]

Hilarious!

~*~ Pio, an old D&D'er

[Legate of Amon Lanc]

Heh! Yea, this reminds me of something

*Legate, even Older D&Der*

Edit: No, Great Wyrm D&Der (ha HA HA internal joke)

[Thinlómien]

I found it funny too, though I've never played D&D. However I play other RPGs of that kind (Middle-Earth Roleplaying or Gamemaster, anyone?) and that might explain my amusement.

I've been wondering about this for a while: what do you call RPGs of the likes of D&D in English? Board RPGs? Table RPGs?

[The Saucepan Man]

Scenario LR2: The Mines of Moria (Levels 6 to 8)

…

Dungeon Master (DM): OK, the Orcs are all dead.

All Players: We bind our wounds.

Boromir: I’m searching the Orcs’ bodies.

DM: *rolls dice* You don’t find anything of value.

Legolas: I’m searching for secret doors.

DM: *rolls dice* You find one in the centre of the north wall.

Aragorn: *marks up map* I scrape the door with my sword, just in case there are any Ear Seekers, and listen at it.

DM: *rolls dice* You don’t hear anything.

Aragorn: Boromir, you open it.

Boromir: Hang on a minute, why me?

Aragorn: *rolls eyes* OK then, I’ll open it.

DM: It’s locked.

Merry: I’ll use my Thieves Tools to pick the lock.

DM: *rolls dice* You pick the lock.

Aragorn: OK, I’ll open it.

DM: *rolls dice* You see a long dark passage stretching out ahead of you.

Aragorn: *marks up map*

Gimli: I’ll try to detect traps.

DM: It’s too dark.

Gimli: I have 30 foot infravision.

DM: *rolls dice* You can’t see any traps in the first 30 feet. The passage continues beyond that.

Gandalf: I’ll cast a Light spell on the end of my Staff.

DM: You only just cast it. You need to sleep before you can cast it again.

Aragorn: OK, we, we’ll all rest while Gandalf sleeps.

Boromir: *rolls eyes*

DM: *rolls dice* First hour – no wandering monsters. *rolls dice* Second hour – no wandering monsters. *rolls dice* Third hour – ah, you hear guttural voices and metallic sounds coming from behind the door to the south.

Aragorn: I draw my sword and stand ready.

Boromir: I draw my sword and ready my shield.

Gimli: I ready my Axe and jump onto the tomb.

DM: *rolls eyes*

Legolas: I’m knocking an arrow in my bow.

Frodo: I draw Sting.

DM: It’s glowing blue.

Legolas: Orcs!

All except Legolas: *roll eyes*

Sam: I draw my frying-pan and stand ready.

Merry: I’ll try to hide in the shadows.

DM: *rolls dice* You succeed.

Pippin: Me too.

DM: *rolls dice* You fail.

All except Pippin: *roll eyes*

DM: OK, before you can do anything else, the door opens and a band of 15 Orcs bursts into the hall.

*Some time later*

DM: OK, the Orcs are all dead.

All: We bind our wounds.

Boromir: I’m searching the Orcs’ bodies.

DM: *rolls dice* You don’t find anything of value.

Etc etc

[ninja91]

Hahaha!