Silly D&D idea #1009:
During the nighttime private gathering at the chancellor’s mansion, the lights abruptly turned off. The light murmurs of confused guests were soon broken by the heavy thud of a presumably heavy person. As the lights flickered back on, the chancellor’s assistant screamed at the sight of the chancellor, now dead on the floor in a small, growing, pool of blood.
“Who-who could have done such a horrid thing?” the now teary-eyed assistant stammered, eyeing each individual in the small secretive space.
The gnome, genasi, tiefling motley crew couldn’t help but look at each other in disbelief and before looking back at the assistant.
“You did?” the tiefling said. “And you hid the murder weapon on Mr. Dijon?”
Mr. Dijon, to his surprise, retrieved a small poisoned dart from his coat pocket. “By golly, how did you know?”
The assistant scoffed with a pained look from her mistake, and in a flash retrieved several more sharp, pointy, and poisonous items from her person. “Fucking darkvision.”
