So I once again joined another random-ish campaign. The DM was nice enough to let me use my qunari fighter from the other campaign and keep her as is, though I leveled her from 3 to 5 to get on the level with everyone else.
Other members included a human cleric and a half-elf cleric, both in the life domain, a swashbuckler and a sorcerer on top of myself as the fighter.
We're playing Rise of the Dragon Queen (or at least I think that's what it's called?) and the point is that a bunch of cultists of Tiamat are trying to do a bunch of stuff to get her out of the alternate domain she's trapped in and unleash her on the material plane.
Our characters were basically escorting some trade caravans into a town and found it on fire with a blue dragon circling overhead and a bunch of cultists grabbing everything shiny as they looted a town. So we rushed in to help, saved a fleeing family, and made our way to the city's central keep that was the only really untouched place.
We made our way there and found that the town's governor and the leader of their military were there and had much use for us. We decided to make our way to the mill where there were civilians holed up and it would also save the town's food supply as opposed to the temple where there are civilians as well but it's not quite as important as a food supply.
Along the way we captured a few for interrogation, which is how we got the information about them trying to get the dragon queen back. We made it to the mill, and of course the magic user opted to burn it down with the enemies inside (there were no survivors of the civilians that were trying to hide there) and then use his own money to rebuild it and basically make a small business out of it because he'll get paid for investing in the rebuilding effort.
Jokes of the day were mostly on the part of the human cleric who was named Shirley Cross and hence I made a bunch of "Surely you can't be serious?" jokes and she had a bunch of "Surely I'm cross" jokes because English is fun.
One of the enemies also decided to heal himself via a touch spell, which in D&D just means his hands have to be on who or whatever he's trying to heal including himself and the DM slipped up and said "Okay, he's touching himself this round." and spawned several jokes on that line including dear Shirley saying "Was he thinking of any of us while he touched himself?" and similar things because she is a tiny, angry human being XD
In the campaign I was previously part of, and that my roommate still plays, they for some reason had to fight a beholder and it ended up killing two of the party members, my poor roommate included, and nearly killed a third but he was resurrected.
This is what happens when no one but me wants to play a tank-type character. Like, there's often an issue in MMO games where few want to play support classes/healers and everyone wants to be the rogues or tanks because magic users are rarely useful beyond support or healers, but it seems to be just the opposite in D&D - everyone wants to be magic, even if they start as a cleric and dual cast healing spells and something more attack-based, but few want to be rogues and any kind of physical damage dealer. I don't mind, I like helping and I don't have to deal with spells that way, but still >.>