Ferelden Castle, Perilous
Group was a Virtuoso, a Reaver, an Arcane Warrior and an Archer (me).
The virtuoso was really good. Even though the party's damage output was somewhat low for a perilous run, his barriers kept everyone going and by round 3 he had earned enough of my faith to risk using a dragon call.
Round 4 went well, team used a choke-point to decimate endless hordes of demons, getting my hopes up even more. If we got through that, surely the dragon would be a piece of cake!
We finally reached the dragon. Everyone was hugging the virtuoso for those nice barriers, dragon's health was dropping fast... and then the dragonlings came. Apparently I had rolled in a puddle of dragon pheromones, because they all chased me, like I was a female dragon in heat. As squishy archer, I ran around, used all I had in my little box of tricks, but eventually I went down. The party handled the dragonlings and revived me. On the next spawns I was more careful with my position and used a few confusion bombs and jars of bees, but that just got the Reaver into the fade instead of me. We pressed on and when the dragon was at about 15% health and took flight I was so focused on getting a few last shots in that I didn't notice the Zither running away. The dragonlings came and no amount of running could shake them off. Without Zither's barrier, I was quickly downed again and our already low DPS got close to zero. The surviving party members couldn't stop casting long enough for a revive and when the dragon returned there were still many dragonlings alive. That made it easy for the dragon to kill the arcane warrior in a few swift swipes of its claws. A few seconds later, Zither entered the fade with the wise words "You guys are f***ing retards".