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Out of curiosity, do you ever visit Days of Knights by the University of Delaware campus? I mean, you gotta load up on gaming goodies somewhere, right?
I only know 'cause my sister lives in Bear and when I've come to visit that's an obligatory stop.
Threadjack over. Sorry 'bout that.
Yup, I even used to game there in the back room that they have for gaming. Decent store and the only one anywhere near me. I heard there is one in Dover but that is like an hour away.
If you ever are gonna be in town for a while and want to hit a game, let me know. There is always room at the table.FH
Lol; lots in my group of players groan about this character I played:
LN half vampire +4 warrior 3/wizard 2 spellsword 5 vampire bloodline 2 dwarf when stopped playing.
Had this great story of my characters mom having been victimized by this vampire while my char was still in the womb; grew up despondant and not really fitting into to dwarven society; used to take long walks in the graveyard to find peace; anyway, fell in love with this beautiful necromancer who made him feel alive, needed, loved and such; well, an adventuring group came along and killed her and wiped out the small necropolitian place she stayed in; so my char swore eternal vengance and joined a traveling adventure group to gain power and get revenge; so my character is all dark, brooding and very mopey; hehe, I ham it up with a lot of songs, like Alice Cooper's Poison, changing the words to fit the world and situation. hehe players laughed along and groaned during the game; my guy was very depressed and had a bleak outlook, yet still following along with characters who were trying to save the world; said everything in Pooh's Eyeore's type tone.
Strangest characters in my game is probably my friend Kat's character; started out as a vanilla viking warrior hired to guard a merchant train; at the game end; was a female granted by a powerful dark god to become the Mother of Darkness; having eaten for some reason; so many demon and devil parts that he had demon and devil maggots growing in his stomach constantly warring with each other (he can spit these out a few times a day as a breath weapon ((they crawl back to him; up his leg and back into his mouth and into his stomach or just burrow there through his skin)) and was once tortured on the 1st plane of the 9 hells for about two weeks before the party rescued him; they had him roasting on a spit trying to covert him to evil and had tattoed evil and dark glyphs over his entire body; he once drank some blood they found of the diety Ares, and grew to large size; did so many other wierd things in my game; that he gained all kinds of mutations and magical grafs that this is the wierdest looking thing in my game. This is really only the tip of the iceberg with this guy; but what else do you do with a guy who spends his time eating some of anything he kills, like its heart, to "gain his enemies power", so much for the idea of taking the concept of whatever doesnt kill you makes you stronger idea to the tee. We had fun with it; he loves this character and looks forward to eating and great many more enemies and birthing some new twisted race of dark infernal or abyssal creatures native to the prime material plane. hehe of course, his character is quite wanton and permiscuous so as to get pregnant nearly eternally. We did most of this in game terms by letting his character buy multiple bloodlines and taking a template; so he is about a 7th level warrior with a +3 template and 6 bloodlines; and 3 levels of a prestige class or so; forget which one. Like most of the characters in the game; he has been playing this guy for years and is epic or almost epic like the other party members; they are fairly normal though, well sorta; ok; not that normal, but they have lived a wild life.
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Looking over my old characters, it seems I've had a ... thing for odd characters. One of my earliest 1st Edition characters was, according to his Character Sheet, a were-chicken thief.
I believe this was because chickens were so damned cheap in the Players' Handbook. But leading around a hundred chickens (3 cp x 100 = what? 6 gp?) was probably a disastrous modified on his Move Silently and Hide in Shadows rolls.
Ah, 1st Edition.
More recently, I was starting in a Forgotten Realms 3rd Edition campaign, (the DM posts here on the boards every so often) and I knew that I was likely to miss maybe one or two weekly sessions a month, and was looking for some way to solve that problem, when I was paging through the Savage Species and came to the templates section. Five seconds later, I was on my cell phone.
"Hello, Michelle here."
"Hey Michelle. This is Chris. Would you be interested in playing one head of a two-headed dwarf?"
"Well, sure." Who wouldn't be?
So Michelle and I played Ernest (the blond head on the left) and Julio (the red-head on the right), the Thunder Twins gone terribly wrong. We started out a multi-classed rogue/rogue (Ernest wanted lots of crafting - weaponsmithing and disable devices, and Julio wanted lots of tumbling and jumping).
And Michelle and I kept coming up with stange things to drive the other PC's nuts.
Like when Ernest was letting everybody know that next week was Julio's birthday, and they were invited to the surprise party. (Ernest insisted that his own birthday was several months away.)
Like the time we took a couple levels in Disguise. (We had a poor Charisma, so we were still terrible with disguises.) One disguise: Ernest is the pirate, Julio is the parrot. Another: Julio is the washerwoman, Ernest is the basket of clothes. "No one will suspect!"
We ended up taking a couple levels in Fighter and Barbarian. And we found out that the language in Savage Species, in which each hand is considered the main hand for two-weapon fighting, gets really scary when you start getting iterative attacks with both weapons.
It was a fun, silly character who ended up being a frightening combat monster.
Now see, if the trend had continued and if this was a canon character, he would have ended up with a template....like 'Hooded Pupil' or something. People that have read the Ettins and Template thread will know what I mean.
Well, one of my players use to like playing giants, specifically stone giants (I didn't have a very good grasp of the LA/ECL system back then). Another one liked to play pixies (how I hate them). There was considerable protest when I finally figured out said system and banned giants and pixies.
One of my players played a mute bard once. Unfortunately she fell 200ft off a rickety rope bridge before the character could develope much.
There was the efeminate half-orc cleric who would grapple people and then hit them with a punching dagger.
There was Scrumble Thunderfoot, the annoying and inquisitive kender rogue/mage with a very high Dex and Int but Single digit Wis and Cha. I'm certain that with his general lack of common sense (and his habit of staying out of fights where his help is needed) will get the party killed eventually.
There was Scrumble Thunderfoot, the annoying and inquisitive kender rogue/mage with a very high Dex and Int but Single digit Wis and Cha. I'm certain that with his general lack of common sense (and his habit of staying out of fights where his help is needed) will get the party killed eventually.
I hate that guy.
You're on the oddball character list too.
You're on the oddball character list too.
Uh-huh.
Well, I've had a slew of unusual characters, but perhaps the most memorable and oddest-appearing one was Ferocious Oakfriend.
Ferocious was a Treeman (from some 3rd-party races book) and a druid to boot. Not just any druid, he was the UA variant which is more aptly described as a barbarian druid. He was also about eight feet tall and looked, well, like a tree, and spoke in sonorous and long-winded tones.
Given the not so unfamiliar background of coming from a tribe deep in the vast unexplored wilderness to explore "Hyoo-mons" and their culture, he had little concept of society. He often tried to by things with seeds, and developed a habit of collecting new specimens everywhere.
With few skill points and a low INT, I didn't have skill points for diplomacy or intimidation... but that did not stop me from trying. Based on the first half-dozen fortuitous rolls, the joke quickly became when trying to be diplomatic, roll for intimidation, and vice versa.
Did I mention this was in Ravenloft, where CHA-based skills were modified by alien appearance. Even worse, after a failed powers check resulted in bleeding hands (or bloody stumps in Oak's case), the sight of a strange living tree waving its bloodsoaked branchs threatening while yelling at people became the standard in diplomacy, though poor Oak never understood why he was so hated and feared.
Good times.
I created Free User 9 (tenth-level advanced Keeper assassin) for an epic-level PbP because a.) the DM was a bit of a jerk, b.) didn't really know what he was doing, and c.) I thought it would be funny (it was).
Based loosely on Jhonen Vasquez's Happy Noodle Boy and Invader Zim, the Free User was completely random, and used his shape-molding ability to completely disrupt gameplay. I eventually got bored, and had the Free User return to his hive on Limbo after about twenty posts. I then merely announced my withdrawal from the PbP. Meh. It was fun. Juvenile, but fun.
My favorite character that I've played is Sachel Ironfang Now a 25th level Kobold Paladin, bearing the mark of the smoking eye (having just finished SCAP). He started off as a joke character (Kobolds in our game are basically 3ft tall dog people) I played him as a wannabe paladin that wasn't very bright and extremely naieve. By the end he was the champion of his order, has his own church in Cauldron, and is working to bring other Kobolds into the light of his faith. he has been a blast to play.
b.) didn't really know what he was doing, and c.) I thought it would be funny (it was).
I was about to commit suicide/mass murder with a few well placed Meteor Swarms when he called it quits. He still wants to run the lvl 54 version of that campaign for me and Aramil Xiloscent.
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b.) didn't really know what he was doing, and c.) I thought it would be funny (it was).I was about to commit suicide/mass murder with a few well placed Meteor Swarms when he called it quits. He still wants to run the lvl 54 version of that campaign for me and Aramil Xiloscent.
I actually read some of that PbP game. About 2 pages in, blood started seeping from my ears. Why on earth would you want to play in an even higher level version of that insanity?!?
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I actually read some of that PbP game. About 2 pages in, blood started seeping from my ears. Why on earth would you want to play in an even higher level version of that insanity?!?b.) didn't really know what he was doing, and c.) I thought it would be funny (it was).I was about to commit suicide/mass murder with a few well placed Meteor Swarms when he called it quits. He still wants to run the lvl 54 version of that campaign for me and Aramil Xiloscent.
The blood began to seep from my ears on the second post. And for some reason, I just kept on playing...
And playing...
And playing...
I didn't stick around for the level 54 version, though. That's just nuts. Crunchy nuts. Crunchy like Champions.
I don't want to. He wants to and seems to have failed to detect the less than great enthusiasm Aramil and I have shown. He's rather enamoured with epic levels. And munchkining. And just in general power gaming. I've yet to tell him that I don't have either the interest or the time needed to create or play a character at the 54th level.
b.) didn't really know what he was doing, and c.) I thought it would be funny (it was).I was about to commit suicide/mass murder with a few well placed Meteor Swarms when he called it quits. He still wants to run the lvl 54 version of that campaign for me and Aramil Xiloscent.
Was that here on Paizo? What PbP? I might try to find time to read it for a laugh; if it's as bad as you say, it's got to be amusing. :)
I had a cleric/sorcerer (heading for mystic theurge) of Wee Jas once who I didn't get to play nearly as long as I would have liked. The defining feature was that he wore a metal version of the holy symbol in the PHB on his face at all times. He was mysterious and creepy. The backstory was that he had been a foppish noble who went too far in his indulgences, resulting in a hanging. At the last moment, the town's priest of Wee Jas had called for him to be spared if he would accept the Witch Queen as his Lady and Mistress; of course, he did.
He got his spell components, and the materials for crafted items, from devils, simply as a matter of logic and convenience. Angels neither wanted to deal with him, nor did he like their questions. Inevitables don't trade, and formians would just try to dominate him. Devils were more than willing to broker deals and arrange his acquisitions, however. This was all kept secret from the other players, of course.
I can't even remember his name now (Natharok or something like that), but he didn't fit in well with the CG/NG party (him being LN and all). They just wouldn't accept him, despite him having gone out of his way to save their rears several times. Literally, the players couldn't get past the fact that he was LN; the two most vocal at the table were devout fans of Chaotic alignments and had trouble accepting my roleplaying choice. I resigned the character to reduce friction and attempt increasing my own enjoyment. I'd like to give him another shot someday, though.
Oh, by the way, he was just a normal human, and didn't really use any supplements in his creation. I prefer trying to find interest in characters through roleplaying, rather than stats (note I'm not attacking those who do).
I believe that it was titled 'The Long Trek'. Beware spelling/grammatical errors.
just adding one real quick. i once played a half orc sorcerer and a friend played my barbarian brother. our party came against a large stature with a riddle that i answered with "Stars" and collected my reward. for the rest of the campaign my brother would walk up to everys statue he saw and shout "STARS" and hold out his hands with a stupid grin only to be disopointed. it was great
A character I'm playing right now is a Nevaequarlani (half drow, half elf) Barbarian 2 Fighter 2. He's been a lot of fun to play so far. I call him "Firlan," which, according to Races of the Wild, means "Dark Son." He is not your typical Barbarian - essentially, instead of getting really powerful when he "rages" he just fights incredibly recklessly and without regard for his own safety.
He journeys to find a powerful opponent that he can be killed by - this is because throughout his life he has been hated and distrusted by nearly everybody he has ever met, and he truly believes himself to be unwanted. Adventuring is just the easiest way he can find nasty creatures.
So he's kinda depressed and sullen...he is prone to shouting, "COME! End my life!" when he starts his "rage." I also gave him Mad Foam Rager, Toughness, and the Boar Totem variant features to make him really hard to kill :D.
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Goblin Grappler.... let me say that again.... Goblin Grappler.... Funniest game I have ever played in. My buddy made a Goblin Wrestler, and I played his ninja promoter. He also used the Reaping Mauler prc. We ran around with a magic ring and bell to start every fight. He would then use what in all sane minds as one of the crappiest grapplers ever to great effect with the luckiest rolls ever, while I would distract the opponents/attack them when they weren't looking. He also did his best Macho Man Randy Savage Impression. It was absolutely priceless and lives in infamy within our table. As for myself, I have come up with some of the strangest creations I could think of, such as a pixie ninja, who died a very horrific death by somehow believing that it was a good idea to try and infiltrate a base by sneaking through it with a half-ogre by his side. The best part of his death was sending their few remaining followers, one by one around a corner to become pin cushions, before finally trying it themselves (the half-ogres idea and a failed intelligence check by the pixie).
Then there was a warlock who could only see her own shoes with any spot check she ever made and had a dog that could morph into anything it had seen, there was also a running joke that her favorite food was eel, and whenever the party ate we always tried to come up with new and more over the top eel recipes for her to try... think Bubba gump shrimp, and of course when she came to a town with a temple of St. Cuthbert, she had failed a sense motive and began believing her shoes were demonic. After a quick bless spell from the party cleric she then believed they were holy shoes and with her Charisma, bluff and diplomacy being very high, she convinced the town to worship her shoes. Then the DM made the mistake of introducing ice cream as a brand new delicacy into the game, run by goblins naturally. Well, the warlock then invested into his company heavily, and it grew to be a global phenomenon. At which point she suggested that the goblin also buy cattle farms, so that he could produce his milk for the ice cream cheaper, once that was accomplished, when the cows were to old to produce milk, they were to be slaughtered to create meat flavored ice cream. This soon grew to be the most popular flavor of ice cream and was named after my character... Nynaeve...
..... I may need psychological help.....
As a WOT fan, I have always liked that name. One of the few women's names that I actually like from it.
I was forced once again to play D&D without the aid of rulebooks Friday evening. What was interesting was not the fact that we could remember most of the relevant rules, but the odd characters that resulted. Mr. Shiny played as a halfling fighter in heavy armor wielding only a pair of daggers. The Strength modifier to damage was more than the max damage of the weapon itself. Another player was a half-orc sorcerer (blaster), who wasn't feeling well so left after character creation. The halfling spoke only in randomly chosen verses from Psalms, and when I remembered to have the half-orc speak I played up his 8 wisdom (he had a 16 cha and 10 int). Hilarity ensued.
This one. I'm trying to break the DM of The Long Trek and The Remnant of his hight level kick. So enter Barendd Holderdek! The ultimate Know-It-All, partly because he does know it all. This is the most fun I am ever going to have!
Noriknu, Kobold Dread Necromancer. Neutral, with evil tendencies.
He met up with the rest of the party (including a Tibbit rogue, an Elf sorcerer, and an Elf Paladin. Ouch)on a 'dark and Stormy Knight'. In a crypt.
He was basically Raistlin in Kobold form.
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One year, for CanGames, my brothers and I ran a 1st Edition tournament. 3 parties, Good, Neutral and Evil, in a race to an island full of treasure. AIR, there were a total of 15 characters, no 2 the same race, no 2 the same class (obviously after Unearthed Arcana). The only one that I really remember was the Centaur Cavalier :)
I wonder if I could kill off the smrfs that way...
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This one. I'm trying to break the DM of The Long Trek and The Remnant of his hight level kick. So enter Barendd Holderdek! The ultimate Know-It-All, partly because he does know it all. This is the most fun I am ever going to have!
That's the perfect way to do it, all considered. He's a dwarven Drizzt!
I was one of the original members of the Long Trek. I couldn't keep up.
This one. I'm trying to break the DM of The Long Trek and The Remnant of his hight level kick. So enter Barendd Holderdek! The ultimate Know-It-All, partly because he does know it all. This is the most fun I am ever going to have!That's the perfect way to do it, all considered. He's a dwarven Drizzt!
I was one of the original members of the Long Trek. I couldn't keep up.
I think we're getting together for a campaign on his birthday so we'll see what turns up. I hope its not a continuation of the Long Trek.
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Ienmoh, the Barbarian Mime
This was from a game my friends and I developed. Characters were allowed to have one or two unique abilities if they were okayed by the DM. Ienmoh's ability was that whatever he pantomimes effects reality as if his imagination were tangible.
I introduced him to the group one crazy night by having him float into a tavern four feet off the ground, because he was rowing an imagined cannoe. He docked it at the bar started to get out.
One of the other players decided to take advantage of Ienmoh and pretended to throw a weight into his boat. It "broke" the bottom, causing it to sink, and causing Ienmoh to have to jump up onto the bar to keep from drowning.
He then started pulling on an invisible rope. Dave thought he was pretending to climb the rope so he "cut" it. He then had to dodge an intangible anvil or be crushed.
Ienmoh got off the bar, then smiled and waved. Dave's character got off the floor and ran at Ienmoh, who quickly proceeded to slam an invisible door in his face.
Ienmoh was one of the best characters ever.
My favorite strange character started as playing second banana. In college I was in a 2ed game with a couple of my buddies - one DMing, another playing. The idea was the two players were to roll up a "hero" character and a "footman" character. My hero was to be Tristan, the great Evoker Mage who makes things go BOOM. His loyal footman - Aldo, big, dumb half-orc fighter bodyguard.
The first thing to understand is, statistics aside, the Dice Gods LOVED us the night we created our characters. Of the four PCs all of them had at least one 18 - and this was all done above board with everyone watching dice rolls. Tristan was a powerhouse wizard, but Aldo was a hulking god of smashy death - 18(00) Str, 19 Con, 17 Dex wielding a greatclub. Of course he had a 6 Int and a 4 Cha but whatever, the dice loved him, and critical hits often resulted in decapitations by way of greatclub.
Now, the DM rolled up a semi-NPC to be the party healer. It was a Forgotten Realms game, and he created a priest of Lliira - goddess of joy, happiness, dance, freedom, etc. Long story short, in an attempt to save the game from this broken bunch of demigods our DM hit us with a teleport trap that split up the team. Now Aldo was cast adrift without his Wizard master to give him guidance, and since Tristran treated hime with disdain as opposed to beating him, Aldo loved that man.
Well, he found a new friend that showed him all the love and respect his hulking seven foot frame deserved. Our priest showed him friendship, and in his new found respect for our spiritual guide, Aldo became a devoted follower of Lliira. He began enameling his armor in her colors (Yellow and Orange if I recall correctly). He added a yellow and orange tassel to the hilt of his weapon. He took non-weapon proficienies in Singing and Dance. And of course, I played it all up with a deep, throaty voice speaking pidgin English and singing flatly and badly at any opportunity. Good times, good times.
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I will be playing Kr'chk'tk, a CN Thri-kreen psychic warrior, who does not speak common. My roommate will be playing a halfling rogue/wizard/arcane trickster (can't remember his name) who rides in a basket on my character's back. His character will speak Common AND Thri-kreen.....and will translate for my character, not necessarily always honestly.
My first Dark Sun game I played Tklrti and Chktla, a Thri-Kreen and Halfling rider (raised by Thri-Kreen) who flung missiles from the Kreen's back. It's funny to see that someone else is doing the same sort of thing.
My most bizarre character was in Spelljammer, a Gnomish Clockwork Mage (adapted from the Complete Sha'irs Handbook) who was also a Giant Space Werehamster. He would spend his evenings on the ship, 'preparing his spells.' (He had something that looked like an exercise bike that he would pedal and pedal, building up a charge to recharge his Shocking Grasp 'gauntlet,' for instance. By the time he got to Lightning Bolt, he needed something bigger to charge the 'Rod of Blasting,' and so the oversized hamster wheel came into play...)
Kikko. A gnome barbarian raised by a monkey. And he doesn't speak common. This guy makes wierd characters.
Wall-eye, half-orc rogue, named after the large round birthmark around her left eye.
Like many of the posts here, the fun was role-playing a stupid one. She followed the party around, and kept showing up despite their best efforts to ditch her.
The most memorable event was when they were attacked by an ogre riding a giant lizard, Wall-eye convinced the party she could speak ogre. So she approached the ogre and started speaking loudly and slowly, as if the ogre was more stupid than she was -- think of Dorie in Finding Nemo talking Whale.
Sadly, she was slain in the ill-attempt of the wizard Sinjin to conquer the territory of Oristo... she will be missed!
A half-orc with short-term memory loss. Quite fun to play, really. About every five minutes, he forgets what he was doing and looks around with a blank expression. He is one on the most fun characters to role play I have ever had.
A friend once played a fighter that got cursed by a witch. Every 28 days or so, he got to spend a week as a woman.