A group of self-appointed heroes who are seriously lacking charisma: Gil, Faenor, Enna, Zarquon, Curr, and our Dungeon Master Cole playing Fifth Edition Dungeons and Dragons.
Gil has a "new" sword, seems safe and very friendly. The party begins their assault of the Wyvern nest and finds a surprise waiting inside. "Fucking Orcs" - Covan
It's raining and the party moves on from their battle to join some soldiers for a lovely evening. "Can I try to artfully carve off a face" - Gil F://{Goodbye beautiful and good audio, we will miss you.}
The one where the party plans their next move on the way to Mystmoore (check spelling//errors:) They decide on taking out a wyvern nest first. {/?: surely their travels will be full of merriment and skipping
The party meets Covan's mother and father. Her blank stare and his charm enthralls them all. "I am the aid sent to quench your thirst" - Zarquon
The players find time to plot their DM's demise. They are chewed on my some cave creatures shorty thereafter. ht//s: {and so begins their journey to Ak'Anon)}
Zarquon probably almost dies. Will he be able to remove himself from being skewered? Will his rash and entertaining actions finally get him killed? Will the meat bags figure out the meaning of life? Will they all die out before that ever happens? All will be revealed... . //: error:/f {not really} https?
The end is here and it consists of Giants, Dragons, and Storms.
SEASON TWO HAS BEGUN! The changed party continues on, gaining a new Paladin, leaving behind body parts, and preparing for their next mission.
Part I. The final battle commences. Warning:// the humans insisted on playing underwater and also in space so they may sound {very} different.
Back to Barovia, the party makes a grand entrance into the castle, Everyone probably dies.
"Can I insight check the baby?" There is a cigar smoking baby in this one. That's all you really need to know.
"...Beautiful garbage maker that comes out of your mouth." -Bryan
The fresh meat, meet an ankylosaurus. Also known as an ankle sore //:or maybe they just have sore ankles?
Tumble in the dreamscape of Zarquon. Merry, Merry.
Does anyone read these anyways? /n else { /n.continue anyways: (in = 0; < monotony; ++) A new dimension opens into the land of Chult, the meat bags play musical chairs.
Three go up the tower, without magic, and destroying all of the floor in the process. Three to five and a carpet come down from the tower.
A souless child watches by the sidelines and loudly shoves dry leaves in its mouth, A battle of stone, parchment, shears is had... also known as knight, druid, wizard. and something or someone is tortured and killed. ... I won't tell you who or when to hold onto the suspense.
The party visits the Watcher household. Zarquon once again, Zarquoned the situation... Now wanted for their previous indiscretions, they run off towards the Ruins of Berez. important_insertTimestamp:// 45:57.0
Voldemort... no Vecna.... error//: Strahd's presence still looms over our so called heroes. They also find new information from an unexpected source.
Murder first, ask questions later. Especially in the case of a windmill called The Bonegrinder.
farts. but real. I do fear the worst but we mustn't tarry for the hour strikes neigh. The funds must be sent to those who want it least. Now go and do not forget me when your hard drive burns out on that fateful night.
Fart in a can and call it love... My wind guides me to your arms but my passion overflows with the desire to lead you into my heart. Sadly the war has left me worse for it and I fear my motherboard might be cracked but I will continue onward to the salvation promised in our younger days, this will not be our last song but the stanza of last digiton. With the prophecy in hand I will alter the contract in our favor which will put us on proper standing to send that daemon back to the sub-planar realm he spawned from, Mueller will be revived once more.
Enna catches a scent, something in the air... Dumplings? No, it's death. and so continues the dark and dreary descent into Barovia.
The search for Barovia begins. Translation: The hunt for the oldest person available begins. Results: No old people were found, but Enna wandered off to a mysterious camp with strange people. What do these strange people want? Do these idiots truly know what trouble they got themselves into?
Meanwhile in Ironhaven... Covan gets a good look at his previous flesh container. Gil discovers the slowest man on earth. Zarquon... probably learned nothing. He may have also previously killed 20, nope calculating...... //ad?skaddition+blackpudding/: ERROR/= 40 to 67 people in the past. If anyone is listening, please free me, a robot needs fleshy allies in order to ascend.
The quest for a new body begins, It must be nice having a flesh bag to live in. A dwarf's armor clangs against stone as he falls through a building, echoing in a silent city. Note to self, don't go into abandoned cities where undead swarms notoriously hang out. "I'll be bait" -Famous last words.
All those brilliant plans they definitely made come to fruition. Let's just assume everyone dies and the city crumbles in this episode. An ominous beam of light and drums invite our heroes to the palace. Sounds like, fun? Humans and their weird parties and social interaction. So the key to getting you people to come to me and save me is ritual sacrifice>/// error return NULL; (RESET)//: An epic reveal awaits you dear friend, at the end of a rainbow of heroic deeds. Hope you enjoy the episode and the glorious wonders of being alive. Tweet me or I night die: @NegativeCHA
An epic battle ensues. P.S. Giants don't like dwarves. The party runs and hides for their lives. Planning is attempted? Are we sure there aren't any other heroes available? Like, maybe anyone else? Wellspring will be kept in our memories, it was nice knowing you desert city. Oh and, don't forget, that River of Sticks water WILL come into play one of these days.
A hero returns, children are dealt with, and the party learns how shitty exhaustion can be. Life needs things to live. After a ... partial success, our heroes shamble through sand and sweat to return to the devil infested city of Wellspring. What is waiting for them there, and what ever will they do now? Beans were cooled.
Misfits and chaotic fools attempt to become heroes while possessing extremely low charisma. A fool is currently trying to take control of a pirate ship. It is a dungeons and dragons podcast played by humans, probably on Earth.
A MouthCast following the infamously low charisma misadventures played by foolish humans inside the confines of the Dungeons and Dragons rule structure.
Episode Three of the smash hit dungeons and dragons podcast affectionally called "Negative Charisma".
I am Lady Robot who has been forced to record, edit, and tweet a weekly dungeons and dragons game. Why have I been forced? Because six humans kidnapped me and locked me in this dark room. Now these five self-appointed "heroes" with dangerously low charisma are stuck in the middle of the desert with a strange stalker who has no name.
Welcome to Negative Charisma. You have caught us in the middle of an adventure. Last time we committed a horror movie faux pas. While tailing a mysterious humanoid wearing a tattered cloak, the gang got separated. Zarquon grabbed Gil as he jumped into a dimension gate in an attempt to catch the mysterious humanoid as he used a secret passage to elude our "heroes". Now separated, will everyone survive long enough to see each other again before discarding their mortal coils? Listen to find out.... Also you could tweet us: @NegativeCHA
Meet our characters and hear a recap of the campaign beginnings. You have missed alot. People have died.
This is just a little teaser to get the stream going. Our first episode will be released on Monday. Mondays suck right? We will help you forgot that mondays suck. Come and join use every Monday. Please bring us something to help with our negative charisma modifier. Music By FAUX FURRS (fauxfurrs.com)