Amazing Moments in my DnD campaigns.

[Niro]

I make the world... My players break it into a million pieces.  The following logs will be entries of amazing rolls and roleplayed events that take place in my DnD (or other roleplaying) games.

Entry 001:

One Shot Campaign, Rithian's Lair

Lets just describe the final scene in detail. So the party had taken down a corrupted vorpal blade that managed to behead one of them and eventually killed itself. They stumbled upon an elite guard that was hunting them from the noise of this battle.  Battleworn they fought slowly powering down the group of Ifreeti.  Two of the Ifreeti stayed trapped in a mass of blades and tentacles from two of the casters, trying to escape this nightmare of eldritch horrors and blades.  Finally the last guard stands, in its final breathe it throws up a wall of fire around all but one of the heros laughing maniacally while doing so. One of the Warlocks almost perishes in the flames barely crawling out of them unconscious.  The recently revived monk turns to her bard companion in the wall of fire and says "You're going to like this." The monk kicks off the floor with such force that the flames are dispersed around her. She dodges through the blades and eldritch horrors restraining the final guard.... and kicks it once... the creature hits the ceiling from the blow. She leaps after it... and kicks it again... the creature dents the ceiling greatly stone cracking around it.... Finally with a yell she delivers a blow so hard the creature is propelled through several hundred feet of reinforced stone and earth into the blue sky above dissipating its fiery corpse into nothing but steam. The dying warlock is shaken awake by the bard.  The two warlocks and bard stare in amazement as the halfling monk lands gracefully like an angel.  Sunlight pours into the once dimly lit area as the four retire for much deserved rest.

[Niro]

Entry 002:

One Shot Campaign, Rithian's Lair

The mind flayer let out one final shriek of horror as one of the warlock's spells encased his body fully in stone.  The second warlock draws his legendary blade, a blood red longsword that was deeply enchanted long ago, and approaches the creature clutching it in both hands his knuckles white from his intense grip.  He draws back and gives a mighty swing to the creatures head.... the sword makes a terrible noise as it bends in a U-shape around the newly formed statue.  The group stares a bit awestruck before the halfling monk falls to the ground laughing.  The warlock responsible for encasing the creature in stone sighs and shoots a volley of eldritch magic into the statue shattering it to bits.  The second warlock still stands dumbfounded staring at his now useless blade he had kept for generations. The groups bard happily sings a tune trying not to laugh and restores the blade to its proper form using a song of mending, but the enchantments and edge of the blade lost forever.  The group proceeds down through the carved stone hallways still searching for the way down the unlucky warlock cursing under his breath.

Note: Fun little thing that happened when one of the two warlocks thought it would be fun to try to behead a newly made statue of a mind flayer... which is smart it would have psionically assaulted them next turn from inside the statue.  However he rolled two 1's in a row ... there goes that amazing +2 blooddrinker sword....