Memorable characters you've played

[Ewhit]

Have you played characters that you and your friends still talk about as AWSOME!. Let us know.
I've played since 1978 and after countless characters from basic to 5th. Friends and enemies alike still discuss a few of mine over the many years. I guess the 70's was to basic so nothing I can recall except having my fighter getting killed by the thief of the group over treasure and then my new character cousin of the old fighter trying to get revenge and getting killed by the thief also.
1980's 1. Fae Seluna Elf Mage who helped form The M.A.G.I guild : Mages Association of Greyhawk International. Still used as an NPC by the DM along with the guild
2. Drugar Skullsplitter dwarf fighter with 1 good eye and a patch on other
Based on our old school 20/20 rule of down to -1 but roll what body part you lose permanently.
3. Athia the human paladin voted best lawful good character ever who in the end sacrificed herself with the demon artifact to destroy it before it was recaptured during an epic fight we were losing
4. 1990s Durothes evil cleric of Vecna who was destroying other cleric temples in towns did such a great job he received the eye until one day I started to pronounce a different gods name when calling for a spell and everyone oooooohhh! As the eye popped out of my head forever and I was punished with a cursed hand.
5. Darkrin elf Mage who threw a magic dagger at the main antagonist Lich rolling 20/20 auto kill at that point of time. The DM had 5 extra players npc the lich and his bad cronies for an epic campaign thst was squashed with a 20/20
6. 2000's 4th karothys black dragonborn fighter who loved that a is breath on his slayen food
7. 5th Frawd the dwarf wild sorcerer who mined wild magic node accidently destroying mountain killing entire clan. Fled to human lands shamed hermit shaved beard and all pretends to be a short human

[Belac93]

Drubbus Dogcooker. He was a homebrew 5e goblin sorcerer, acted like a pathfinder goblin. He was bat**** insane. He ended up killing the beastmasters pig on 3 different occasions, 2 of them by accident, peed on the Kangaroo persons nose while hanging upside down from a chandelier, and fell out of a tree in heavy armor onto the gnome. My table always knows who I'm talking about if I say, "Imma shmart goblin!"

He was incredibly stupid, used only fire spells, and could not stand domesticated animals. When he was introduced to the party, the kangaroo threw a handaxe at him because he thought the was a fire elemental attacking some laundry. The other players didn't figure out until near the end of the campaign that he was actually the son of one of the barghest goblin-gods, the one focused on fire. (Totally forget his name now).

Cthulhu bless his demented little heart.

[EscherEnigma]

In a mid-high-level 3.5 game, I played "Vic". Vic was... complicated. It used some of the worst cheese I could find on the min-max boards, used a half dozen books to build, and the only reason the GM let me get away with it was that I was only going to be a player for a few weeks before I resumed GM duties.

To make a long story short, Vic was basically a demonic ghost that could possess people or things around her. One of the really fun tricks was just to possess a nearby wall and start punching the bad guys with the wall. The final adventure I ran with Vic, the GM had goofed and basically made a fight that was too good for us. Our casters couldn't get past the spell resistance, our fighters couldn't get past the DR, and our charm-specialist was just hit with a "enchantment immunity" stick. So after we established that we couldn't beat these guys fairly, I did the most logical thing.

I had Vic possess the ceiling and drop it on them.

"Rocks fall. Everyone dies."

Next session I was GM again.

[gullveig]

I always DM, but the most memorable characters of my players was a party of three back in the 3.5e days...

The group was a grappler barbarian/monk (human), a buffer druid (human) and a backstabber rogue (halfling).

The barbarian was a Conan wannabe basically, the rogue was a junkie only interested in drugs, girls and gold. And the druid was with them because he enjoyed to adventure with the two weirdos.

Their most memorable fight was when I threw a Ettin on the beach against them as a really hard encounter for their level.
The druid buffed the barbarian with everything he had.
The barbarian jumped into wrestling the Ettin.
The rogue crippled the Ettin with a poisoned backstab like a psycho.

Then, instead of chopping its HP, they hold the Ettin underwater until it drowned. Best fight ever...

[MadBear]

Was playing a Nosferatu vampire (Horribly disfigured/think Frankenstein), who had lost almost all of his ability to empathize with humans entirely. After having killed a contractor who's money/influence were getting in the way of my plans, I found myself cursed until I payed the money I stole back to his daughter. Not being great at using computers, I tried to find out where she lived online, and came up with the wrong address.

So there I am stealthing into this random 7 year olds room. Not wanting to wake the mother, placed my hands over her mouth. I stated that I had killed her father, but was leaving his fortune for her, as I placed $2,000,000 bag at the end of her bed. I also promised that if she made a sound, that would be the last thing she ever saw. Using my nightmare ability (which makes everything looks hideously evil), I left her room. The poor thing thought it was just a nightmare until she saw the bag sitting at the end of her bed, but was even more surprised to find that her father was fine. That was a wildly weird/fun character.

[lebefrei]

3.5: Half-Dragon Dragon Shaman with Vow of Poverty. He desperately wanted to be a full dragon, and was convinced by a dragon that if he gave up every little bit of treasure found, it could happen.

The character wasn't actually too bad, and it was a fun concept to play. The party hated that I took a share of treasure with vow of poverty just to give it all to a dragon, though.

[Irishkatana]

3.5 Kendro Waters a half-elf Sorcerer. This character came about as a challenge from my DM. He said it was ridiculous that Sorcerers used CHA as their casting ability and wanted to change it. I said I would make a Sorcerer that used CHA and he would understand.

Kendro focused entirely on Charm/Illusion/Ice magic. I made sure to max out the bluff skill.

Whenever we entered a city I made sure to put on a show for the mayor by casting dancing lights and ghost sounds. The lights were for ambiance and the Ghost sounds played Disco hits, since Disco is ghastly. ;)

Every time I cast a spell I made sure to go over the top in my description of my actions and my motions.

You might be asking why I picked Ice magic as well. Kendro was almost like one of those high school girls that hated everybody. So if you slighted him by ignoring his charms, he would give you the cold shoulder, and then chest, and legs, and everything else.

My DM ending up being convinced in a few sessions that CHA did in fact make sense for Kendro.

[EvilAnagram]

Not Patrick was a Warforged druid, by which I mean a Warforged fighter who hit people with a small tree and was pretty sure that made him a druid. Any time someone asked who he was, he would say, "I'm Not Patrick," in a robotic voice and refuse to react to further questions. This always caused confusion and laughter. The DM would always sigh.

Then, at the end of the campaign, we burst in on the leaders of the cult we'd been pursuing. The leader looked at us and said, with great dramatic flair, "Who are you to interrupt this sacred gathering?"

I said, "I'm not Patrick."

The table laughed. I laughed. The DM stared at the table and nodded his head, quietly questioning his choices.

Breaking the DM: that's the real victory in D&D.

[ChainsawFlwrcld]

Back in the 80's I had

Darr: Half Ogre Fighter (2nd Edition) Had the Helm of Stupidity that actually raised his Int to 3 which made him a playing character. Spent most of his career beating up people who were trying to make him dumb by removing the cursed helm that would cause him to be non-playable anymore.

[Soular]

Well, normally I play fighters, so when I play something else I generally double down on the fun aspect of RP...

Holden MacGroin: Dwarf Barbarian. He has a bunch of monochromatic "nautical" tattoos covering his body. Things like ships, a kraken, mermaids, anchors, sharks, and scantily clad women. He has "The Situation" tattooed across his abs in old English letters. He refers to his pecs as "Port," and "Starboard."

He always wields a maul, and his battle cry is, "Stop, it's Hammertime!" Although, for the first time, last Saturday he charged into battle singing, "I came in like a wrecking ball!"

And he rolls into battle completely starkers except for a giant, silver, seahorse-shaped penis sheath like the Borneo Indians wear:

Manhood protector. (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/445786063092478183/)


Molestimus von Blastenheimann: This is my cleric. To many people he is a completely vile, loathsome, self-serving hypocrite. He takes all the credit for every success that his party achieves, while downplaying his part in their numerous failures. He is constantly looking to increase his "flock," to the benefit of his own income, much like a particularly shady televangelist. As he is a peerless orater and deceiver, he is constantly gaining new followers and has earned the ire of the church due to his somewhat relaxed teachings and methodologies.

He was accused of heresy, but had actually played up his role in recent heroic deeds that the very peasants he grifts rose up in defiance of the church and demanded his freedom.

At his core though, Molestimus has a stout heart. He has bravely faced demons, drow, and undead in order to save innocents. And he has put his own life in jeopardy many times for his fellow adventurers. He is a sucker for a sad story, and has been known to grudgingly loosen his purse strings for an unfortunate soul.

However, one would be wise to never trust anything he says. For example, we were in a race up a mountain pass to retrieve a valuable relic. Our party stepped off the path and went around a wooded bend to discover a number of murdered dwarves of royal lineage. Coming up the mountain behind us was a large contingent of humans from a good-aligned city, including their crown prince. Knowing that there was no way we could get the artifact from the humans if they retrieved it first, Molestimus hatched a plan when the dragon that guarded the mountain pass was seen flying overhead. Both parties were cowering in the bushes, one on each side of a kind of cliff. But the humans had no idea that we were nearby. Now, it should be noted that the DM was expecting us to join forces with these humans, as we were similarly aligned and our home cities were allied. But Molestimus shares glory with no one.

He took a large, dwarven shield, and hucked it Captain America style over the bushes and cliff so that it clattered noisily towards the hiding humans. Molestimus peered over the side of the cliff just in time to make eye-contact with the prince and make out the words, "D!ck move, bro." Before the entire human party was slaughtered by the dragon.

When the party made it back to town, he spun a tale of how the humans had met the dwarves in the mountains, and the two groups had fought to the death. But he made sure that the party picked up any personal heirlooms of both dwarf and human, and in turn returned the items to their rightful owners at great profit. He then used the tragedy to form a treaty between the two factions, with himself as the great moderator that brought the decades-old feud to an end.

Oh yeah, the world has two moons, so guess what he made his holy symbol look like... Which lead to the accusations of heresy...