A Cat of Smiting (plus 2)

D&D was at our house last night. Clearly, like Ars Magica mages working magic in their own homes, I benefited from the familiar aura, since I kept on getting critical hits, and rolling maximum damage.

Unfortunately, it was not always easy to prove this, since the minute a die was rolled, one or other of the cats pounced on it and proceeded to "kill" it, or bat it away under some furniture.

Our party killed a dozen undead, but I think the cats were the true victors of the evening.