Ok, so there weren’t any badgers. Just snakes. Lots of snakes.
Our revered leader has a *thing* with snakes. I suppose that is only to be expected with a campaign centered around Yuan-ti, but still, a little variety would be nice. Throw in some undead or something. Oh wait, he did. Undead snakes. It turns out that healing spells damage undead. Sweet baby Jesus, lets kill some stuff! 2d8+5+2 for the feat and hot damn! I'm killin' stuff.
But anyway, snakes.
We have bad juju with snakes.
It started when my dear husband got bitten by a snake. A very large snake as it happens. There were the usual cries of "Oh #$@!#^*%@#!!!!!" as the healer valiantly tried to save the life of the beloved Assim. Or his psionic powers at least. But being lawful good, of course our valiant paladin admitted to no such feelings. (Cynical? Me? Haven't the foggiest idea what you're talking about). Then someone rolled a heal check. Or a Knowledge Arcana check. Or a Spellcraft check. Or something. Who knows? The important thing is, they succeeded and discovered that the Beloved Assim was now a were-snake.
He wasn't so popular after that. There's something about being turned into an unusually large carnivore once a month that seems to bring out the worst in people. Of course, the odd mutterings about halflings and barbecue sauce probably didn't help...
Alas, that was not the end of the snake fetish. Just when Poor Assim thought he was safe,imminent attack on the Yuan-ti stronghold not withstanding, danger strikes. Or coils, rather, as boa constrictors don't strike so much as they meander about one's person until the unsuspecting victim realizes he is wearing a rather nice snakeskin coat.
Fortunately, our Valiant Paladin is much better at killing than he is at healing, and with the help of Ysandre the Duskblade, better known as the Blender of Death, he is able to rescue Poor Assim from the clutches of the rapidly shrinking, self-heating snakeskin coat he so recently acquired.
At which point the entire party, including Poor Assim, decide that it is a Really Good Idea to storm the Yuan-ti stronghold, despite strong hints that there are more snakes in there. The most obvious one being that "Yuan-ti" means "ZOMG we're snakes ZOMG."
Fortunately, wisdom prevails and we decide to go back to town and rest for the night.Then we'll storm the castle, after a rousing send-off from the townspeople yelling "Have fun storming the castle!*" Personally, I was rather glad we were resting, as I'd gotten a rather nasty papercut earlier, and as a result had no healing spells left.
Finally, events conspire to save us from our revered leader's fetish. We're going to play the Other Campaign. Where, instead of snakes, we find ourselves confronted by...
...lizard-men! Which, as we all realized as we stared, dumbfounded, at Other Revered Leader, aren't all that different from snakes. At which point we, being the hotheaded violent humans that we are, took out our sharpened metal sticks and beat him soundly until he promised to never use reptile races again.
*from The Princess Bride, obviously. But you should know that. If you didn't, stop reading this blog; I refuse to acknowledge your existence.
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