My players had an intense fight with twin half Dragon sisters, one a sorcerer and the other a fighter. After they finally killed the sorcerer, the Harengon Cleric polymorphed the fighter into a bunny and stuffed her into the bag of holding for transport. They took it to their keep, giving her air regularly. Once there, they tied her up and put her in a holding cell for Zone of Truthing after the spell wore off. I've never been more proud of them.
I onced did a switcheroo using two bags of holding.
Our DM tried to tempt us into betraying our number 1 questgiver and sponsor. He had a rival offer us a nice magic item (I think it was a ring of protection) if we stole a big-ass gold statue that our benefactor had in his mansion.
So we told our benefactor and we deviced a plan. The plan that we worked out with the rival was using a magic scroll he gave us to shrink the statue, put it in his BoH and deliver back.
We put the shrunk statue in a BoH and Bard took a second BoH with him.
Bard went to the meeting alone, having borrowed the gloves of thievery from monk. He showed the rival the statue so that he could see it, but wouldn't give it to him. Then he demanded the payment and, as the rival turned around, Bard pulled his Sleight of Hand check and switched bags.
The rival gave up the prize, Bard gave up the second bag and prepared Dimension Door. The DM described how the rival opened the bag, greedily put his arm in and...
\*short Flashback to the entire party and our benefactor pooping in the second bag of holding\*
he took out his arm, elbow deep smeared with human, elven, vedalken, bugbear (ugh) and FUCKING LOXODON poop.
The Bard said tut-tut and vanished.
We made a powerful enemy that day, but yeah, we all pooped in a bag of holding. Even elephant star fucking druid.
My players had an intense fight with twin half Dragon sisters, one a sorcerer and the other a fighter. After they finally killed the sorcerer, the Harengon Cleric polymorphed the fighter into a bunny and stuffed her into the bag of holding for transport. They took it to their keep, giving her air regularly. Once there, they tied her up and put her in a holding cell for Zone of Truthing after the spell wore off. I've never been more proud of them.
I onced did a switcheroo using two bags of holding. Our DM tried to tempt us into betraying our number 1 questgiver and sponsor. He had a rival offer us a nice magic item (I think it was a ring of protection) if we stole a big-ass gold statue that our benefactor had in his mansion. So we told our benefactor and we deviced a plan. The plan that we worked out with the rival was using a magic scroll he gave us to shrink the statue, put it in his BoH and deliver back. We put the shrunk statue in a BoH and Bard took a second BoH with him. Bard went to the meeting alone, having borrowed the gloves of thievery from monk. He showed the rival the statue so that he could see it, but wouldn't give it to him. Then he demanded the payment and, as the rival turned around, Bard pulled his Sleight of Hand check and switched bags. The rival gave up the prize, Bard gave up the second bag and prepared Dimension Door. The DM described how the rival opened the bag, greedily put his arm in and... \*short Flashback to the entire party and our benefactor pooping in the second bag of holding\* he took out his arm, elbow deep smeared with human, elven, vedalken, bugbear (ugh) and FUCKING LOXODON poop. The Bard said tut-tut and vanished. We made a powerful enemy that day, but yeah, we all pooped in a bag of holding. Even elephant star fucking druid.