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First Dungeon – Day 3 D&D 40th Anniversary Blog Hop


This is day 3 of the d20 Dark Ages’ D&D 40th Anniversary Blog Hop Challenge! Based off of the challenge’s prompts I will be sharing personal stories about my history with Dungeons & Dragons every day in February. You can hop to another participating blog by using the links at the end of the article or click here to see my previous answers.

Day 3: What was the first dungeon you explored as a PC or ran as a DM?

The first dungeon I explored was in my awkward introductory adventure at 17-years-old. Jason, the DM, did his best to create a dungeon that felt alive and reacted to our poorly thought out actions. Even though it was a bog-standard cave complex he made sure everything made sense, not that I noticed or appreciated it. We players barged down tunnels and were set upon by all sorts of hungry fantasy animals, which we slew with little grace.

I believe our goal was to get the goblins out of their cave encampment. We were all ready to roll initiative, but we were instead disarmed when the goblins chose to hail us through their barricade instead of peppering us with bolts. It would have been a golden introduction to role-playing if my 17-year-old brain hadn’t been made out of insecurity and porn. I’m going to share how the adventure ended. I’ve lost most of the details in the passing ten years, but this is what I can recall.

The cleric, our group’s face, offered the goblins a bribe to leave. The goblins told us no. Frustrated that our first real attempt at role-playing was being shot down, we badgered both the goblins and the GM to take our few gold pieces. The teenage GM let his frustration peek through the veil for just a second; the goblins sarcastically told us that they don’t trade in coins! They trade in poop, and we should go get some if we wanted to bribe them. Relief washed over us.

Finally, something familiar we could interact with: a quest giver.

This was a quest, and quests are why were were here at the table. We believed the goblin. We believed the DM.

We left to collect poop.

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