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Christian Alexander: Malkavian Antitribu. The most fucked up undead soul this side of Gehenna. Originally a humble field surgeon in Napoleons armies, who, due to combination of shellshock and a unstable mind in general, ended up in a the looney bin. Shortly before his impending lobotomy he met and befriended another "patient" there who turned out to be his sire.
As a vampire he had no trouble escaping the hospital and left for the new world. There he served in the confederate army (well, actually he just showed up in uniform some nights...) as a field surgeon. With the coming of the great world war, Christian got himself shipped off to the trenches of the western front, where he thrived, again as volountary field surgeon... kind of...
Christian is an average looking man of average height and average build, although a bit on the skinny side. He dresses neat, but not fancy. In fact, if it wasnt for his old trenchcoat that looks like its been around since the battle of Verdun (it has) he would look almost too average. However it is not unheard of him to wear skigoggles for some reason that probably makes perfect sense. To him. His weapons of choice is a fireaxe, a nailgun and paintball pistol.
He fancies himself something of an artist and a renaissance man, making up for his mediocre skills with a manic enthusiasm. He's also quite the cleptomaniac with an decidedly unhealthy obsseion for all kinds of tools and sharp objects in general. A great deal of these are stashed in the confines of his bulky overcoat. Another one of his many talents is body- and fleshsculpting and has been called "a promising amateur" by the little tailor of Prague himself.
At the moment he resides in Prague where he works as a nightshift orderly and specialises in driveby feeding. He also writes reviews for a movie website, specialising in splatter movies and tacky romance stories. He also regards Alex Trebek as something akin to a god of knowledge and spends long hours searching for the hidden truth in front of his TV.
Christian always acts very friendly and polite and is very seldom rude to people. He very rarely means to hurt people but it hasnt occured to him that things like feeding and radical reconstruction of peoples anatomy often has rather lethal side-effects.
He also has a nasty tendency blow a fuse and go beserk if anyone upsets him or his strictly structured world.
As a vampire he had no trouble escaping the hospital and left for the new world. There he served in the confederate army (well, actually he just showed up in uniform some nights...) as a field surgeon. With the coming of the great world war, Christian got himself shipped off to the trenches of the western front, where he thrived, again as volountary field surgeon... kind of...
Christian is an average looking man of average height and average build, although a bit on the skinny side. He dresses neat, but not fancy. In fact, if it wasnt for his old trenchcoat that looks like its been around since the battle of Verdun (it has) he would look almost too average. However it is not unheard of him to wear skigoggles for some reason that probably makes perfect sense. To him. His weapons of choice is a fireaxe, a nailgun and paintball pistol.
He fancies himself something of an artist and a renaissance man, making up for his mediocre skills with a manic enthusiasm. He's also quite the cleptomaniac with an decidedly unhealthy obsseion for all kinds of tools and sharp objects in general. A great deal of these are stashed in the confines of his bulky overcoat. Another one of his many talents is body- and fleshsculpting and has been called "a promising amateur" by the little tailor of Prague himself.
At the moment he resides in Prague where he works as a nightshift orderly and specialises in driveby feeding. He also writes reviews for a movie website, specialising in splatter movies and tacky romance stories. He also regards Alex Trebek as something akin to a god of knowledge and spends long hours searching for the hidden truth in front of his TV.
Christian always acts very friendly and polite and is very seldom rude to people. He very rarely means to hurt people but it hasnt occured to him that things like feeding and radical reconstruction of peoples anatomy often has rather lethal side-effects.
He also has a nasty tendency blow a fuse and go beserk if anyone upsets him or his strictly structured world.
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I once played a short campaign in Ravenloft.Keevan_Colton wrote:My favourite AD&D style character was Caoimhin Fearghul....possibly the luckiest sod alive....well...after that thief someone mentioned above....
I recall on one occasion, back when he was at his weediest we were fighting a bunch of bandits who accidently awoke some sort of flaming undead monstrosity....we had split the party to help protect some travellers so the cleric wasnt with us....and we had only a single flask of holy water one of the two rangers that was with me had carried.....
So, the ranger took the flask, aimed carefully and threw it...fumling and smashing it all over the ground.....I decided we were fucked if we didnt get the thing soon and charged at it, longsword and dagger in hand.....
I then rolled 2 natural 20's and max damage on both dice and laid the thing out dead properly....just before it could get off another of the fireballs it had been throwing around......
Things got messy again after that when some drow got involved....but with more amazing luck I managed to cast sleep successfully on them....
Ravenloft was a lot of fun too....
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We used a home brew D20 system for that campaign. You had stats and everything, but if you rolled a 1, no matter what it was an outstanding success, and if you rolled a 20, no matter what it was a colossal failure. It reaaaaally sucked to roll 20's in combat....
We used a home brew D20 system for that campaign. You had stats and everything, but if you rolled a 1, no matter what it was an outstanding success, and if you rolled a 20, no matter what it was a colossal failure. It reaaaaally sucked to roll 20's in combat....
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Lucien Ibara Caldevilla (Lasombra). Though sired in the early 16th century, something went decidedly wrong with the young prince's Embrace, causing him to oversleep, for two hundred years or so. He woke up with a rather skewed perspective on life, never quite understanding that he wasn't part of it anymore.
After being found and adopted as the pet of a wandering Sabbat pack who found him "unspeakably funny", Lucien learned the rudiments of what Kine and Kindred was about, after a fashion. Since the whole pack loved indulging him, his ego expanded by each mention of "Your Highness", a state that persisted until the pack got themselves wiped out.
Lucien, always wily, managed to secure himself adequate living space, and his talent at adopting the role of "cute little kid" (he still looks like an angelic twelve year old) kept him well supplied with Vitae. He began to feel a slight yearning for "comforts befitting his stature", which led him to ghoul a beautiful American tourist whose name he then changed, as it was inappropriate for a maidservant. After a few years as the Ghoul of an insanely vengeful (yet love starved) child, Isobel was a thoroughly broken woman. Lucien rather felt she had become the perfect companion, and the money she had managed to withdraw before the authorities declared her legally dead helped him live in comfort for quite a while.
Yes, this little fellow is insane. Especially two factors contribute to that. The first is his high Potence (he throws cars at people when miffed) and his tendency to take advice from Christian (Pendragon's character).
Lucien is a demon in the guise of a beautiful twelve-year old boy. His black hair, green eyes and heart-melting smile all combine to lend him a somewhat eerie prescence - the black velvet costume and silver-tipped walking stick doesn't help. His demeanor is mercurial, changing from coldly manipulative bastard, to precociously arrogant princeling, to sad, confused little child.
After being found and adopted as the pet of a wandering Sabbat pack who found him "unspeakably funny", Lucien learned the rudiments of what Kine and Kindred was about, after a fashion. Since the whole pack loved indulging him, his ego expanded by each mention of "Your Highness", a state that persisted until the pack got themselves wiped out.
Lucien, always wily, managed to secure himself adequate living space, and his talent at adopting the role of "cute little kid" (he still looks like an angelic twelve year old) kept him well supplied with Vitae. He began to feel a slight yearning for "comforts befitting his stature", which led him to ghoul a beautiful American tourist whose name he then changed, as it was inappropriate for a maidservant. After a few years as the Ghoul of an insanely vengeful (yet love starved) child, Isobel was a thoroughly broken woman. Lucien rather felt she had become the perfect companion, and the money she had managed to withdraw before the authorities declared her legally dead helped him live in comfort for quite a while.
Yes, this little fellow is insane. Especially two factors contribute to that. The first is his high Potence (he throws cars at people when miffed) and his tendency to take advice from Christian (Pendragon's character).
Lucien is a demon in the guise of a beautiful twelve-year old boy. His black hair, green eyes and heart-melting smile all combine to lend him a somewhat eerie prescence - the black velvet costume and silver-tipped walking stick doesn't help. His demeanor is mercurial, changing from coldly manipulative bastard, to precociously arrogant princeling, to sad, confused little child.
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I had a fighter named Aragorn. He made it to the Companion Edition of D&D where I got bored of him, and created a battle at his castle and lands between a force of 3 black dragons. He did not survive. He was my very first D&D character.
I had Thief named Panther Paws who I liked a lot. I cant remember how high he got. He eventually built a small 3 story tower as his hideout.
I had a halfling that never made it past level 1. Got smashed by a rock while picking a lock.
For my non D&D gaming, I had a Woodsman from Warhammer Fantasy. He later became a scout. I cant remember his name since it was only for a few months that we played that system.
I had Thief named Panther Paws who I liked a lot. I cant remember how high he got. He eventually built a small 3 story tower as his hideout.
I had a halfling that never made it past level 1. Got smashed by a rock while picking a lock.
For my non D&D gaming, I had a Woodsman from Warhammer Fantasy. He later became a scout. I cant remember his name since it was only for a few months that we played that system.
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Perion, Animist character from DoD. Trained from birth by perhaps the most powerful Animist on the face of Altor, Perion set out into the world at the age of 26, a man on a mission. Well, actually he had two, as his master would have him discharge a slight obligation before getting to the main purpose of Perions existence.
His warmup mission consisted of finding and eradicating the three sorcerer lords who were, mere years ago, narrowly defeated by the combined forces of half the continent. The young man wasn't very concerned; after all, he had been trained by the best and was perfectly capable of obliterating the odd castle, should he put his mind to it. However, we never actually got to put him to that test, due to lack of time.
His long term goals were fun, though. They were a bit more complicated. See, according to Perion, the natural state of the world was a world without civilization. Humans, dwarves, even elves - they'd all domesticated the forests, the animals, tamed the savagery of nature, multiplied, consumed.
And so, his task was simple. His magic - and it was very potent - would ensure that the forests returned from their exile. He would crush walls of stone, he would turn steel to rust, and plowed fields would be untamed wilderness once again. He didn't dislike people, mind. It was just that there were too many of them to maintain the sacred balance.
Perion is an average looking young man with sandy, unkempt hair and grey eyes. He dresses simply, usually in just a robe made from coarsely woven fibers. He habitually carries a simple wand that he's made by himself, further augmenting his formidable magical powers.
Pity he hardly got to do anything with them.
His warmup mission consisted of finding and eradicating the three sorcerer lords who were, mere years ago, narrowly defeated by the combined forces of half the continent. The young man wasn't very concerned; after all, he had been trained by the best and was perfectly capable of obliterating the odd castle, should he put his mind to it. However, we never actually got to put him to that test, due to lack of time.
His long term goals were fun, though. They were a bit more complicated. See, according to Perion, the natural state of the world was a world without civilization. Humans, dwarves, even elves - they'd all domesticated the forests, the animals, tamed the savagery of nature, multiplied, consumed.
And so, his task was simple. His magic - and it was very potent - would ensure that the forests returned from their exile. He would crush walls of stone, he would turn steel to rust, and plowed fields would be untamed wilderness once again. He didn't dislike people, mind. It was just that there were too many of them to maintain the sacred balance.
Perion is an average looking young man with sandy, unkempt hair and grey eyes. He dresses simply, usually in just a robe made from coarsely woven fibers. He habitually carries a simple wand that he's made by himself, further augmenting his formidable magical powers.
Pity he hardly got to do anything with them.
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"Travelers with closed minds can tell us little except about themselves."
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Along the many characters I've played,these two:
John "Painmaker" Barclay from the "Fallout" RPG,an even more musculous version of Mr.T (strength:11),whose favourite thing was to give LOTS of punches to the enemies.After killing a few Supermutants,and even two Deathclaws,it was a pity after he had most of his guts scattered over the ground thanks to a Browning M2,other played tried to "repair" him with the use of the Doctor ability.He rolled the dices and got a "100".Better not to follow
Lady Gaak,a young pteranodraconis with psi spells from "Falkenstein's Castle" (or something alike) that I only played two times,but seems to be a good game.
John "Painmaker" Barclay from the "Fallout" RPG,an even more musculous version of Mr.T (strength:11),whose favourite thing was to give LOTS of punches to the enemies.After killing a few Supermutants,and even two Deathclaws,it was a pity after he had most of his guts scattered over the ground thanks to a Browning M2,other played tried to "repair" him with the use of the Doctor ability.He rolled the dices and got a "100".Better not to follow
Lady Gaak,a young pteranodraconis with psi spells from "Falkenstein's Castle" (or something alike) that I only played two times,but seems to be a good game.
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I do remember having an honorable white howler Klaive duelist. Someone explain to the non were-wolf playiers why this is impossilbe. Someone also explain to them, why my character showing up at Lillith Faire, with packs of Dancers & Furies on his tail was so damn funny.
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I had a couple different AD&D thieves that I really enjoyed. And a Rifts Cyber-Knight that I played almost suicidally because the game was getting too easy. I really like my V:TM character Joe Schwartz (Caitiff) though.
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It's always the quiet ones.
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A dwarven cleric of Tempus who is currently in hell being tortured for attempting to attack a high leve demon.
And my true favorite, Tulgar, a Barbarian from Icewind Dale who wields a spiked chain. He was the only character in our party to win a jousting contest we had oddly enough in Calimport's Colisseum, despite the party also having a paladin and 2 knights of Cormyr who all had mounts. I rode our party's druid who shapechanged into a horse.
A dwarven cleric of Tempus who is currently in hell being tortured for attempting to attack a high leve demon.
And my true favorite, Tulgar, a Barbarian from Icewind Dale who wields a spiked chain. He was the only character in our party to win a jousting contest we had oddly enough in Calimport's Colisseum, despite the party also having a paladin and 2 knights of Cormyr who all had mounts. I rode our party's druid who shapechanged into a horse.
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Bigger Thok.
A half-Orc barbarian with no stat lower than 14 - he was technically one of the sharpest tools in our party's shed - and a love of mule soup.
Thok was a favorite of local children, wore the skin of his enemies as his clothing, and carried out DM's equivalent of a Ba'aleth.
The lovable Orc managed to commit a series of egregious faux paux, from slaughtering the horse of his guild master as a tasty snack to killing party members at the wrong moment via a handy string of 1s.
A half-Orc barbarian with no stat lower than 14 - he was technically one of the sharpest tools in our party's shed - and a love of mule soup.
Thok was a favorite of local children, wore the skin of his enemies as his clothing, and carried out DM's equivalent of a Ba'aleth.
The lovable Orc managed to commit a series of egregious faux paux, from slaughtering the horse of his guild master as a tasty snack to killing party members at the wrong moment via a handy string of 1s.
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There was also the SW Univerese smuggler I had.
Got caught by Imperial customs. Rolled two 1s.
"What is this peace of equipment, trader?"
"A cappacino machine, sir. Would you like some?"
Got hauled off - er, shot - for smuggling illegal computer hardware of the kind that supposedly jams Imperial scanners. Oh well.
Got caught by Imperial customs. Rolled two 1s.
"What is this peace of equipment, trader?"
"A cappacino machine, sir. Would you like some?"
Got hauled off - er, shot - for smuggling illegal computer hardware of the kind that supposedly jams Imperial scanners. Oh well.
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The character is impossible because the White Howlers no longer exist. They became the Black Spiral Dancers a long time ago.The Yosemite Bear wrote:I do remember having an honorable white howler Klaive duelist. Someone explain to the non were-wolf playiers why this is impossilbe. Someone also explain to them, why my character showing up at Lillith Faire, with packs of Dancers & Furies on his tail was so damn funny.
The scene is funny because the Furies either
a. want to kill him for being "pretending" to be a White Howler. The Fenrir may be interested in doing likewise too.
b. want to breed with him to make more Howlers and restore a once-glorious tribe.
The Spirals want to convert or kill him!
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My favorite characters are
Mortus, a Euthanatos mage from the revised M:tA. A penitent warrior who lost a girlfriend and a mentor to nasties that he wants to kill very slowly now.
Pellaelin, a Twilight warrior-scholar from Exalted. Smart guy with an orichalcum serpent-sting staff that he uses very well and a pet ferret.
Mortus, a Euthanatos mage from the revised M:tA. A penitent warrior who lost a girlfriend and a mentor to nasties that he wants to kill very slowly now.
Pellaelin, a Twilight warrior-scholar from Exalted. Smart guy with an orichalcum serpent-sting staff that he uses very well and a pet ferret.
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Merits also include Pure Breed bought up to 5 in character creation, for a Dancer Ronin, who really wants to bring back the White Howler clan. Also being the only male in a pack of Three Furies, a Female Fenris, and a Female Fianna. I think I have the werewolf answer to Tenchi....
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All sorts of bitch-fighting among the ladies while the Dancer looks confused. Remember, Yosemite, that tribe is not genetics, but adoption. A male Garou born to a Fury is not a Fury because Pegasus and the tribe won't accept him. Your character is a Ronin unless he can somehow persuade Gaia, Lion, and the other spirits to let him back in their good graces. Spirits have very long memories.The Yosemite Bear wrote:Merits also include Pure Breed bought up to 5 in character creation, for a Dancer Ronin, who really wants to bring back the White Howler clan. Also being the only male in a pack of Three Furies, a Female Fenris, and a Female Fianna. I think I have the werewolf answer to Tenchi....
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Actually, he's got back into Lion's good graces....
But yes, he's still a Ronin, trying the Impossible.
To bring back the White Howlers.
Which puts him more on the wimp scale then Luke Skywalker....
(Interesting subnote, the character is of course a "Warsie"...)
But yes, he's still a Ronin, trying the Impossible.
To bring back the White Howlers.
Which puts him more on the wimp scale then Luke Skywalker....
(Interesting subnote, the character is of course a "Warsie"...)
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Micah Antiochus, male, human, Lawful Neutral. Cleric of the One God Seripeth. Cowardly, lazy, conniving, spoiled, hedonistic, greedy, rude, unpleasant, church bureaucrat removed from his comfortable post in Arcadia, the imperial capital and sent to be the bishop of Plaas, a collection of human and orcish settlements in the High Desert at the base of the Greater Mountains because the candidate for patriarch he supported lost. Gets caught up in a party of adventurers--mercenaries, escaped slaves, and a withered aristocrat from the north who happens to wield termendous arcane powers--on a search for the legendary ancient city of Cibola.
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Zeratanis of the Protoss. One of many thousands of Zealots, he was intelligent, cunning, and ruthless, cutting down anything that opposed him and his squad, be it Zerg, human, or even other Protoss.
His byline: "Those who stand before us will writhe in agony."
My friend and I got a sort of fanfic/RPG going after he bought Starcraft. It wasn't an RPG proper, but it was a lot of fun.
Too bad we gave it up so long ago.
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My friend and I got a sort of fanfic/RPG going after he bought Starcraft. It wasn't an RPG proper, but it was a lot of fun.
Too bad we gave it up so long ago.
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