We just finished up a short dungeon crawl with myself (ranger), a fighter, and the DM NPC (Bard), all lvl 7.
To preface this, my luck had been kinda shitty during a ton of rolls so far. We’d gotten the treasure, made it out of the dungeon, when suddenly the Bard casts Feign Death on the fighter (who had the bulk of it), grabs the treasure and runs. My horrible perception role means I think she actually just killed my best friend. So I get off my hunters mark and, in a moment driven by pure revenge, proceed to deal ~70 points of damage by making the best roles of my entire life. After confirming that my best friend is dead through another horrible roll, I deal a devastating finishing blow, grab him and the treasure, and sneak off with the intention of giving him a proper funeral. Of course he wakes an hour later and the DM is gobsmacked that I somehow downed her in a single turn.
This is my third time ever playing DND and the first time I haven’t died. I think I’m satisfied with how it went haha
I coincidentally walked past on my way to an appointment at 4p and honestly the way the place was crawling with emergency cycles made me think there was a shooting or something. Haven’t seen this kind of police presence in NYC since the BLM protests in 2020.