So yeah that’s that.
I decided to retire Bitterblossom. From a role play standpoint, she wanted to go one way and the group wanted to go the other. From a gameplay standpoint…I wasn’t really having much fun… I was the shittiest caster, a meh damage dealer, and sharing the rogue spotlight with the Bard. So BeeBee is gonna go do her thing in the background while my new character joins the crew next session!
Which will be in about a week or two... Happy Holidays!
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I shall miss BeeBee, but you have to play the game the way that feels right & I am sure you will find another game that will be perfect for BeeBee in time!
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She might even return to the group later on! She's in the GMs hands now, doing sneaky spy stuffs in Sarenport
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That is cool! I had a character that I loved, named Xanith Drackhan. He is hella OP, but it was for a God Wars saga our DM did, so he really could not be used outside of that setting. The Dragon Lord or god of the dragons, he wanted to create a champion to help lead the dragons in this fight that he saw coming, so he figured out how to combine the science of DNA manipulation with magic and then started traveling through time collecting DNA from every races greatest heroes, philosophers, villains, and leaders. To create one being. That was the set up I was given to create my character, Xanith Drackhan, The Shadowed Dragonlord. I think he was 10-12 foot tall, then like another foot for the jet black spike/hair crest. Dark red, ultra small scales, black retractable talons, black teeth (not teeth that have blackened from rot, but naturally black, like his talons). He had immense magical power, but he never learned to use it, so when it would finally unleash, it just came out as this blast, like the Kamehameha wave from DBZ (I had not heard of DBZ yet, I am using that as a description only). He had this dual-headed battle axe, where the blades where like the wings of a dragon and the haft between them was the head of a dragon. It was short hafted and sentient. Wicked sense of humor! So basically, imagine Conan the Barbarian as the child of a dragon god and George Carlin as his battle axe........ I played him for over a year and he was such a blast! I actually wanted to name my son Xanith, that is how much I loved that character, lol.
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That's pretty Metal! I don't think we were gonna let my character get that OP, just a few extra spells, slots, and sorcery points. Plus the wild magic on every cast for added CHAOS! I think my favorite character I've played as so far was my 200+ year old Vampire Voodoo witch trapped in the body of a 7 year old, Isabella Corvidia, and her "very sick daddy" that was actually just a zombie wrapped in a cloak and bandages. She wasn't really Uber Powerful or anything, but she was a lot of fun outside of combat! Super manipulative and creepy! She was probably the second most evil character I've made next to my Bard!
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She sounds cool and very anime, lol. I had a Berserker Dwarf I loved playing, regular type, but my DM & I both had a very similar view on dwarves. They are not these gentle, gruff comedy points. No, they are dark, angry, violent, powerfully built alcoholic beings. I can't remember his first name, but his last name was Aledrinkar! He was perpetually drunk and a sarcastic asshole (would have fit in here perfectly, lol). Like the Berserker Dwarves in Forgotten Realms, his armour was basically a weapon with spikes and razor edges. So whenever there was an encounter with a lot of bad guys, he would run away and try to find somewhere that he could leap down upon them, lol. His main weapon was 2 katars and he had 2 hammers as back ups or for throwing, if he could not be bothered to run after someone, which I had to roll against constantly, if anyone tried to flee, lol. I had a giant throw a rock at him once and I said, screw it, he head butts the rock! The DM looked me square in the eye and said, you pull off anything higher then a natty 17, you escape unharmed and make the giant piss himself. We all started laughing because I had been cursed that night to have so many natty 1's that we were joking I should change my character's name to Roadkille (with an "e" to sound sophisticated, lol). Amazingly enough, I get my first and [i][u]only[/u][/i] natty 20 of the night! I split the boulder, the giant pissed himself and ran, so I had to roll to not give chase, which I promptly rolled a natty 1 and chased him and fell in the chasm he had stepped over and got wedged in for 3 days while my companions had to finish the battle and then hire a Dwarven mining crew to dig me out!
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I had couple of moments of spectacular triumph and failure with my first ever Pathfinder character! I don't remember their name but I went basic rogue and it was just a standard dungeon crawl through the Emerald Spire. First roll I ever made, a natural 1 to resist the allure of a shiny snake statue. I touch it and we end up in a maze, so I do rogue stuff and find a little switch in the wall. I roll a 20 to disarm it and the DM just sighs, "So the mage in the back turns around to see a giant ghostly serpent about to devour them whole, but then it vanishes as you disarm the trap... I really liked this trap too..." Then almost immediately later I try to flank a rat, roll another 1, trip over the rat, DROP MY SWORDS IN A POOL OF ACID BECAUSE WE DID CRIT FAILS, and then the rat rolled a 20 on it's attack of opportunity and poisoned me! Then, a few sessions later, we arrive in a chamber divided by a river of lava and we have to cross it multiple times. The first time is simple for most of us. The monk and I jump it (I rolled another twenty and did a flip and a bow), the wizard casts levitate on the Dwarven barbarian and the paladin pushes her across, then the wizard teleports himself and the paladin over. Theres some fighting and then we come to an even bigger gap... The Monk jumps it because he's got ridiculous jumping skills, the wizard and paladin do the teleport again, and I roll enough to realize I can't make that jump. So...I grab the dwarf and push her over! Then I leap onto her and surf her over the river! Then some little dragon shits pop up and start spitting lava at us. I roll a 1 and fall off...the dwarf tries to catch me and also rolls a one, the GM gives me another chance to succeed because he's nice, A THIRD 1. So I fall in the lava and insta die Terminator style. Good times!
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That sounds like my first time ever, lol. So I had never played good ole Dungeons and Dragons before. I have some friends on the bus that play and they get off in the same area as me & it is an hour long trip. So they invite me to play. They explain the races, the classes, the alignments and me, being the good little boy that I was, I chose to be a Chaotic Good human Paladin in the service of some God or another. Mind you, at the time I created my character, I had no idea that the DM hated people who played humans & hated even more those who played Chaotic Good characters, so I seriously pissed in my own cheerios there. So I make it to level 20 ( daily play for an hour to school and an hour home, plus at lunch...then add in we were young, so we leveled up faster then normal ) & suddenly I have to fulfill my Paladinly duty and make my way into the Underworld and slay demons until I am dead. So, the good little soldier that I was, I wander into the Abyss and start slaying demons! This was aided by some of the best rolls I have ever had, 18-20's each roll! Low and behold, I end up slaying some low level demon that was the love slave & favorite of the head demon, the big boss, Numero Uno himself. So he chases me out of the Abyss and I can not touch him. No damage at all to him, as his AC would make me need to roll like a 100 on a D20 to even scratch him. Well he grabs me and stabs me in the shoulder with his talon and when he removes his hand, he breaks his talon of in there and leaves it. I get informed that I will slowly turn into a a demon day by day until I either turn fully or die. I slowly turned in to a demon, lol.