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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #15 on: September 01, 2019, 04:02:37 PM »
Here's a funny little overview of alignment for you Bea.


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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #16 on: September 01, 2019, 04:26:12 PM »
^ ;D
Definitely Lawful Good, then. Or Neutral. Never Chaotic Good, those people don't know what is right.
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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #17 on: September 02, 2019, 12:05:30 AM »
^ ;D
Definitely Lawful Good, then. Or Neutral. Never Chaotic Good, those people don't know what is right.
Some days I want to follow in chaotic evil's footsteps ;).

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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #18 on: September 03, 2019, 08:06:20 AM »
I’m normally lawful good but according to the above diagram I sometimes veer into true neutral then. Hmmm
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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #19 on: September 03, 2019, 08:10:18 AM »
I don't even use rolled tissue paper what does that even made me?  ;D (I use the water sprayer thingy)

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« Reply #20 on: September 03, 2019, 02:13:55 PM »
I don't even use rolled tissue paper what does that even made me?  ;D (I use the water sprayer thingy)

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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #21 on: September 03, 2019, 03:19:49 PM »
I would be a wizard. Curious about the inner workings of the world and dabling around with weird stuff, but no toughness or fighting skills.
And only level 2, because I am lazy.

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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #22 on: September 05, 2019, 12:57:00 AM »
If I were a character... wow I have no idea probably a chaotic good bard of some sort.  But I actually just joined a new D&D campaign for the first time in aaaaages. 5e is crazy different from back when I played 3 back in the day.

My character is Manny the Magnificent Medium and Master of the Mystic Arts. 
He can't actually do any magic because he's a fake psychic. (He's got a +7 deception, which was actually very useless in our campaign in a dungeon fighting gelatinous blobs of stuff I think one was called "black pudding" they are very hard to deceive)
His class is Rogue, Background is Charlatan, race human.
My friend is a half-elf ranger background criminal who's main enemy is human and grew up in sewers and is a bounty hunter/hired killer, but made of out of the ranger class not the rogue class because he has a pet rat.

We decided to combine our backstories and I actually wrote a short story about a few days ago, I almost added some weather to send it in to the last contest, but I felt like that would be cheating since I wrote it without weather first. Here's a first draft in spoiler tags if you're curious:

Spoiler for Hiden:

One Thousand Coins
 
Manny the Magnificent Medium and Master of the Mystical Arts had just finished reading the palm of Agnes the widow in his shadowy candlelit corner of the common room when the bounty hunter stepped in the tavern.  Gusts of wind entered as he did, causing the candles of the room to shudder apprehensively. Rivulets of rain dripped off the man’s scarred face, his dark grey leathers, and his wicked, knotted sword.

The man surveyed the room, with a mix of practiced wariness and unrestrained menace before making his way to the bar.  Manny cocked his ear.  “…Cru…” that seemed to be his name.  “…searching…” what was he searching?  Manny pondered the clues he was able to glean until, to his surprise, the man got up and walked directly to his table.

“May I sit?” Cru asked, but it clearly wasn’t a question.

Manny adjusted his black turban pinned into place with a fake black opal broche just above his forehead, before offering a welcoming smile. "Manny the Magnificent Medium and Master of the Mystical Arts. How may I be of service?"

Cru regarded the magician a moment through narrowed eyes. He took a sip of ale as he settled into his seat.

“But wait, perhaps I should tell you why you’re here, my dear friend Cru.”

Cru’s eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. Before he could respond, Manny waved over the barmaid.

“Please, have a drink on me. It’s the least I can do.” Manny’s eyes fluttered across the man’s worn clothes and muddy boots.  His nostrils detected the air of a man who hadn’t seen a bath in at least two days.  “The spirits told me you’d be travelling a great distance, in dire need of my help.”

Cru downed his ale in one gulp and slid the full cup Manny had ordered in front of him. “Your help?”

Manny leaned forward, looking deep into the man’s eyes. "I sense a deep yearning within you. You are searching, always searching for something."

"Well, yes.” Cru raised a surprised eyebrow as he took a swig.  It was quite strong.  Manny had good taste. “Wow. I am, in fact, seeking--"

Manny closed his eyes, his hands moving strangely as if to massage the spirits from the air. "...someone special?"

"No."

"Someone once very close to you, now passed beyond the veil..."

"No."

"She's--" Manny peeked open one eye, rapidly noting Cru's sour wince and crossed arms, "--I mean he's here to help you find ...a... deeper purp--"

"No."

"Purp-perouse, perouse your future fortune!"

"Peruse a fortune?"

"Death, you know, often garbles grammar terribly."

"Well, I do need to get paid.”

“Of course! You’re seeking a jo--"

“Aaron.”

“Aj…ron?” Manny cocked his head, eyes squeezed shut.

“I’m a bounty hunter. I'm seeking a man by the name of Aaron."

Manny's eyes fluttered open. "Aaron?" he said, again, licking his lips.

"Yes, Aaron."

"There are many Aarons, but perhaps I could... ask the spirits about uniting you with the man you seek..."

"Uniting isn't what I'm about," the man said darkly, "and I'm asking you, not the spirits. The barkeep says you're the man to talk to. You must see loads of people in your trade, find out all their secrets. He's got jet black hair...."

Manny tucked a strand of jet black hair back into his turban.

"...a scar on the back of his left hand..."

Manny adjusted his gloves.

"...and a signet ring that looks like this..."

Manny peered at a drawing of the symbol of House Ishaine, his fingers involuntarily padding the vestment pocket he had stashed his signet ring.

"Dashingly handsome?" Manny asked.

"Uh, perhaps--"

"Please, have another drink," Manny said, waving over the barmaid.  "My treat."

Cru obliged, gulping down the last of his present mug. The ale was quite good here, and he already had quite a buzz. "Do you know this guy or not."

"And, uh, why might you be searching for this Aaron fellow?"

Cru's hand slid reflexively to his sword hilt, his face twisted into an evil smirk. "That's between me and my client."

"You know, my services are quite… an advantage… in the criminal world.  Missing husbands, children, pets... corpses. None can hide from those beyond the veil. In fact--"

"Have. You. Seen. Him."

"That description does... ah... sound familiar..."  Manny motioned the barmaid over for yet another ale.  Cru nodded thanks, quickly downing the rest of his current mug as the woman set down a full one to replace it. How many had he had now?  Four?  Five? He was feeling quite good.

Manny smiled.  "Ah! The rugged intensity, the dark leather, all the... scary weapons.  You are the perfect picture of a bounty hunter! How could I not answer your questions?"

Cru couldn't help but smile at the compliments.  He almost forgot that Manny hadn't, in fact answered the question. He did his best to drop the smile.

"Yes, yes, my dear friend Cru, I do have some clues for you but please indulge me a request!"

"A request?"

"Yes, a request.  Please...”

“Please what?”

“Take me with you!"

"Take you with me?"

"Gods, my talents are wasted here, helping lonely widows commune with their impotent dead husbands...."
Cru raised an eyebrow suddenly wondering how far Manny's services to widows went exactly.

"I can't tell you how exciting it would be to have some adventure for a change! And what a team we would make! You, the intimidating bounty hunter that can't be refused, and me, the socially suave companion--"

"You mean smarmy."

"I prefer 'persuasive if you desire an alternative."  Manny waved over the barmaid once again, and Cru readily accepted his hospitality.

"How much is this client paying you?"

Cru knew he should remain silent, but answering felt easier, and the alcohol felt so good... "I charge 5000.  For a kill of this caliber."

“This Aaron must be quite the villain! Whatever did he do?”

“He was born.”

Manny frowned, confused.

“You might have heard that the elderly blonde Duke and young blonde Duchess of Ishaine lost her child at the age of two?”

“Such a tragedy.”

“She dumped him in a sewer.”

“Oh.”

“He had black hair and olive skin.”

“That seems a rather extreme preference for hair color….”

“You know who had black hair?”

“Uh… no.”

“The stablehand, the doorman, the Ambassador of Qui, the Duke of Reynarr, and the Prince-Heir of the entire damn country, all of whom had met… privately… with the Duchess near the month of conception.”

“Oh my.”

“Obviously, should he be related to the prince it would be a disaster.”

“Of course.”

“But such a man will be a tough quarry.”

Manny nodded, eyes wandering in thought.

“I too was an orphan raised in the sewers. He will be hardened. Tough. A man of the streets.”

Manny raised a well-trimmed eyebrow.

“He will know everything about pain, about survival, and nothing of fear.” He pounded his chest drunkenly.

“A worthy adversary indeed. I can’t imagine that hardships the made you strong enough for such a task.”

The night wore on, and five drinks became five more, until eventually Cru stopped counting. In slurred words, he poured out the pain of his childhood. Manny’s eyes were expressive and sympathetic, his arm wrapped around Cru’s shoulder as he shared in each and every trauma.

“…After I bashed his face in with a rock, I tried to strangle him with a garotte made from twine but I wasn’t quite big enough so I forced his head down into a puddle of sewage until he drowned.”

Manny nodded in sympathy. “And you were how old?”

“Twelve.”

“Wow. It must have been hard,” Manny intoned earnestly, “that first time.”

“Oh gods no. He was the fifth, I think. Or something.  Maybe seventh…? But yeah it was hard. He was tall and pretty heavy.”

The tales went on until two in the morning, when Manny gripped Cru’s hand, wet with spilled ale. “I vow to help you find this foe.”

“You do?”

“Yes. We will earn your bounty together.”

“Togesshher…” Cru slurred suspiciously.

“For a third—”

Cru’s eyes narrowed menacingly.

“A quarter—”

Cru’s lip curled.

“A fifth…

Cru nodded drunkenly.

“… of the fee.”

“It’ssss a deal.” Cru squeezed Manny’s hand before slumping, unconscious into Manny’s lap.

Manny gently lifted the bounty hunter’s head onto the table. Gods what a mess. It wouldn’t be hard to kill the man now. Much harder, of course, to explain the body, but certainly doable. However…. one thousand coins! That he could certainly do something with.

No, it would be much wiser to find some unfortunate rugged man of the streets (or better yet a fresh corpse) with olive skin and jet black hair and ensure that the signet ring made its way onto his fingers. No more bounty hunters, and more money than he could scam in months. “Yes, my new friend,” Manny said, gently patting Cru’s head, “the spirits tell me you are the answer to all of my problems.”

Cru snored loudly into a puddle of his own slobber, oblivious to how close he had come to death.

Manny the Magnificent Medium and Master of the Mystic Arts smiled. “What a tremendous team we will make.”

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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #23 on: September 05, 2019, 01:44:04 AM »
I am always a caster. Elf Wizard is a combo I have picked more than once. Druid is another I enjoy. Alignment often depends on my mood. Although, I tend to fall between Chaotic Neutral and True Neutral.

Hurling fireballs and lightning bolts is the life for me. As long as I can cringe in the background for a few levels of experience until I am strong enough to not die from a goblin fart.
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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #24 on: September 05, 2019, 08:22:00 AM »
My current character is a half elf cleric who has lawful good at first. Originally on a pilgrimage to the holy land.

She was kidnapped by the villain after she drank too much. Then befriended a piece of bread while believing it was a duck.
When the bread was destroyed during the rescue, she cried.
Now she is a vampire ensorcelled by the baddies and is slowly killing everyone else...

Usually I just DM though :p

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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #25 on: September 05, 2019, 04:51:34 PM »
I'd be Galstaff.
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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #26 on: September 06, 2019, 05:56:55 PM »
I'd be the DM.  8)
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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #27 on: September 08, 2019, 06:43:28 PM »
I'd be the DM.  8)
I feel like I'd never be able to look at a goat the same way ever again....

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Re: If your were a D&D character what would you be ?
« Reply #28 on: September 08, 2019, 09:40:30 PM »
I'd be the DM.  8)
I feel like I'd never be able to look at a goat the same way ever again....

Heh heh heh  ;D 8)
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