The Goat from Hell with the Flaming Horns

So, like I mentioned in my previous post, I got into a new D&D group. I've been playing since I was around 10 years old, played excessively until I was 15 and then hit a lull in my playing because my old group never took anything seriously anymore and relied on meta thinking in order to solve all of my problems, like the wizard casting a shrink spell on a gnome assassin, who could sneak into anything his head could fit in, who would then get into all of the enemies' anuses and then unshrink, effectively making the explode, or tossing a pebble from  to another, which is a minor action, which in other means that it takes no time to do and can there for be done indefinitely, until it's speed is rival to sound, then tossing it at an enemy and killing it.

Needless to say, it got very frustrating as they wouldn't try to have fun and just wanted to fuck around with whoever was DMing.

Anyways, I wanted to talk about my first Dungeons and Dragons experience, which was in 5th grade. I had just changed schools and was walking around the playground, not sure what to do during the lunch break. Eventually, I spot a bunch of kids huddled around a table with books and paper strewn around them. Curious, I walk over and ask them what they're doing. The one who answered, and seemed to be in charge, tells me they are playing D&D. I vaguely remembered what this name meant, as one of my uncles had spoken about it to me once in the passed, so, still curious, I asked if I could join.

They looked weary, as if I were here to mock them, but they accepted anyways and the leader told me that since I didn't have a character and they didn't have enough time to make one for me, that I would have to play as his pet leopard (he was playing as a druid). I honestly didn't do much, but watching them play helped me learned the core rules and basics of the game. What they were fighting, however, stayed with me forever. As William, the leader called it, it was a giant, 20 foot tall goat standing on it's two hind legs with flaming horns that shot (obviously) fire and wielded a gigantic two handed axe.

The only way the PCs could damage the goat was by using a create water spell on the horns. It took them a while to figure it out, but, luckily, the wizard at the time, David, got tired of having to use cure light wounds for burns, and decided to see what happened to extinguish the flames on his head. After that, it was only a matter of bashing on it.

So, guys, that's pretty much it for today, hope y'all enjoyed it.