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the party rogue and mage decide to fuck with the other half of the party. when the fight's almost through with the guards out front, the thief yells "Looks like you have this fight under control. We're going ahead! You guys find your own way in!"
they both bolt away from the fight, leaving the ranger, the barbarian/bard, and the druid to take on the last of the orcs. they run ahead, find the secret entrance they scouted, enter it, and lay all kinds of security they can think of on it. a barrier of ice, caltrops, locking the door with a wedged in spear. to top it off, the mage creates an illusion to guard the door
"What do you want it to be?"
rest of the party shows up at the door, the barbarian breaking it open when "what looks to all purposes to be The Devil himself leaps out and starts taking swings at ya"
they both takes swipes at eachother, missing repeatedly
Me (to ranger): "Ok, your move. What do you do?"
Ranger (with one-liner): "I'm ready to sit back and watch Chris fight The Devil alone."
Me: "That had better be the ONLY time I hear that line in this campaign!"
the party became a source of a lot of infighting in general. mischief at best, fatal violence at worst
*druid and thief get into a barfight that results in them finding a halfling possessed by a demon, fairly trouncing them both. fight gets outside, where they shout to the drow mage for help after he fell asleep studying (this being about midnight)
Thief: "HEY! Ulrus! Get out here and help us kill this hobbit!"
Ulrus: "...I go to the window, grumbling. I cast an illusion of a massive wolf and tell it to hunt down and attack my teammates."
Ulrus: "Teach them to wake me up for this bullshit..."