a thread to give odd flavors or descriptions to characters of given classes. especially if they wouldn't be expected, or if they go against the norm. i care not of race, age or gender, any can work. even if they were former PCs or future backup PCs. remember to list the class and archetypes afterwards
1. a pale and small framed woman of far eastern decent, clad in a black printless winter weight, furisode kimono with ankle length sleeves, has necklength black hair and ambery hued golden eyes. wears a 15 foot long barbed chain over her obi like a sash. a Daikyu across her back, and a pair of steel plated combat boots on her feet. worn like a haori was a Kikko Vest sandwiched between 2 layers of dark hued heavy cloth. various casts and bandages could be loosely seen upon her person, her movement, seeming to push herself further and ignore the many injuries her body has sustained
Human Darkness Domain Inquisitor of Zon-Kuthon with Kikko Armor, a darkleaf cloth silken ceremonial robe, a houseruled 3.5 edition spiked chain, a composite longbow, and reflavored cesti (combat boots)
2. a small framed and seemingly sweet woman of appearantly distant northern descent, fair skinned with ankle length radiant golden hued ash blonde hair and deep blue eyes reminiscent of a newborn's innocence. appearantly clad in an extravagant white dress. across her back, was a clockwork bow, and a steel shafted glaive. on her left hand is a steel cestus. her movements seem rapid, graceful and fluid, yet she is far stronger than she first appears. able to carry that massive glaive, nearly twice her height without issues.
Angelkin Dual Cursed Metal Oracle of Gorum with a Glaive, a Composite Longbow, a Cestus and a Suit of Glamered Full Plate.
3. a nomadic youth with medium green hair and deep blue-green eyes. she stands barely under 5 feet tall and has a rather emaciated frame. dressed in a green heavy robe fashioned from darkleaf cloth, covered by a brigandine vest fashioned by mithril sandwhiched between the same cloth as her robe. on her right arm, hidden behind her massive sleeve is a targe fashioned from mithril, and on her left, also concealed, is a blue-green band covering her forearm, featuring small silver bells by the wrists. her hair is tied by a simple blue ribbon, a sash is worn amongst the waist of her robe. and as she moves, she bears an unusual grace, combined with a lack of impression amongst any surface due to her lighter weight. secretly derived from her hollow skeleton.
a sylph air elemental school wizard with a reflavored bonded object (Wand), a darkleaf cloth silken ceremonial robe, a mithril buckler, and mithril kikko armor.
4. a freakishly tall savage woman from the desert, with deep brown skin, long reddish hued black hair, and amber eyes. she appears extremely well endowed, and has a 12 pack abdomen. she smells of sand and blood. clad in a suit of heavy adamantine plate armor and armed with an adamantine claymore. strapped across her back is a rarely used bow and glaive with multiple heavily stuffed quivers on each leg. at 1 hip is a longsword for backup, and on one of her hands, is a cestus, both forged from adamantine. unlike most women, she appears extremely muscular, and her status as a woman is questionable. scarred more heavily than the greatest of orc chieftans, she cheers "Blood and Thunder" before combat, over her armor is the tabard of the iron lord.
a suli battle oracle of Gorum with Full Plate, a Greatsword, a Composite Longbow, a Glaive, a Longsword, a heavy Shield, and a cestus, all forged from adamantine (except the bow)
yeah; i play a lot of small framed women.
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A woman in full plate mithral armor, a horse with similar barding. It is clear the armor is made for a male, yet she wears it comfortably. She is strong, muscular, and armed to the teeth, seeming to be the kind of woman who beats chivalry into men.
Half Elven Cavalier (Order of the Lion) with a battleaxe after my run in with a Girdle of Opposite Gender.
A golden eyed female forest gnome, hair in the color of her eyes. Tall, for a gnome (1.11 meter)but frail, a white flower sits in her hair. Cheerfull, polite and , and naive looking.
Cleric of a homemade god of luck, travel and nature. Since every gnome in her home village tried to trick her not naive at all.
Dark-frazzled haired very petite halfling female would look like a human child if not for the physical scars of one born into chelaxian servitude and unusual burn pattern visible about her neckline and both arms. Her eyes are windows into how the world really is; innocence long ago lost but surprisingly no bitterness. She wears loose fitting blouse tucked into well-worn breeches belted with a holstered utility knife and variety of needles. Rather plain looking, it is not her looks that draw your attention but perhaps the whiff of ozone accompanying her as she strides on by. She is not sure of her age much less the date of her birth, but estimates herself around 30 years. Ht 2’11, Wt 30 lbs.
Chelexian Halfling female: Storm-born Sorceror, sailing profession