Our D&D story, we were trekking the side of a mountain to a solitary keep built into the very side of the Earth. As we are trudging through the snow, the DM calls for a hide check, all of which we successfully roll; except our Favored Soul Cleric. As a White dragon fly's over head he spots this mortal who to the best of his ability, I believe he rolled a total of 5, holding completely still with his hands on his head as if to portray a moose. Thus the White Dragon failed in his rolls to comprehend exactly the level of gual this mortal trying to fool a Dragon such as it's self, fly's into the side of the mountain. And that ladies and gents is how we survived the White Dragon encounter, all because of a Moose lol
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