How about this one for an epic failure. We finish a whole campaign killing off all the monsters from three levels. Then we decide to enter the final room where there is a ton of gold. One of the party members decides to go pluck a gem from off a demonic altar and the whole place closes down on us. We die from lack of oxygen with a ton of gold .
Both fitting, just desserts for taking what didn't belong to them. Even RPGs have poetic justice, eh? Thanks for sharing. I've tried to play thieves and such but never got into it - the only kind that really work for me are roguish types like Indy, Han Solo, Owen Wilson, more drifters than actual "thief" thieves, good natured scrappers with a heart of gold types - seems like I should have a lot of stories of those kind.