Hit point after hit point, there was no recovering at this rate. You failed every throw, were prone half the boss fights, and seemed to suffer at every turn.

Eddie felt bad, a bit at least. Enough for it to count.

You were facing a goblin, not your first, and as you rolled your dice, you were faced with a crit one.

“Well?” Eddie was waiting, he wanted to hear you say it. You were dead, your character was dead mid-campaign. That was a first for you.

The group held their breath, they all knew Eddie would give you a storybook death, that it would be perfect, but it didn’t take away from the sting of losing a character.