Brag about your D&D Characters HERE!

[kialos]

Put simply: This is the thread were you post something interesting about your character, Or just post some cool power gaming Ideas. I will ask that you follow a rule: Your Character CANNOT BE EPIC LEVEL. LEVEL 17 AT THE MAX. I want cool characters... not cool characters with a Superman complex...

I might post some of mine sometime later. Looking forward to seeing your stuff!

[marjan]

Dwarf Fighter 6/Ranger 1/Dwarven Defender 2
Abilities: STR 20 DEX 13 CON 20 INT 10 WIS 6 CHA 4 (+2 STR & +2 CON from items)
HD: 3d12 + 5d10 + d8 + 48 = 105 hp
Speed: 30ft (+10 Boots of Striding & Springing)
AC: 30 (+11 Battle Plate +1, +5 Hevay Steel Shield +2, +1 Dex, +2 Ring of Protection +2, +1 Dodge) Touch 19 Flatfooted 30
Full Attack: +16/+11 Dwarven Waraxe +1 d10+8 20/x3 or Sling d4+5 20/x2
Saves: Fort 16 Ref 6 Will 11 (+2 vs poison & spell or spell-like abilities) (+1 from Cloak of Reasistance)
Feats: Axe Focus, Dodge, Dwarven Armor Proficiency, Endurance, Heavy Armor Optimization, Shield Specialization (Heavy),Steadfast Determination, Shield Ward, Weapon Focus(Dwarven Waraxe), Weapon Specialization(Dwarven Waraxe), Toughness, Track
Favoured Enemy(Giants)
Skills: Listen +9, Speak Language(Giant)

I have two feats over the normal number because our DM allowed us to give up 5 skill points to gain feat (max one feat at lvl2 and +1 every fifth level thereafter). The said dwarf didn't really deal much damage but it was great as meat shield. And considering that we encountered fair number of Ogres and Trolls during our campaign it was very interesting playing him.

I'm not sure this is what you asked for but you did say to brag about characters... so here you go.
And he could drink poison instead of ale thanks to high Fortitude and Steadfast Determination.

[Myatar_Panwar]

I'm not much of a power gamer, but heres the detail on my current character, Maust:
I am currently playing a level 13 Druid who was raised by wolfs. When he became aware of the evils of the outside world he decided to do something about it (namely, adventure!). He holds a dire wolf as his closest friend and his mount.
After an encounter with an evil lich and his worg pets, he realized the evils and cowardice of the undead. He believes that anyone who willingly defy and run from the natural order of things should be immediately destroyed, and anyone who was changed into undead against their will should be freed. He wears black leather formed from the hide of the lich's worgs, and bears a flaming, undead bane bow on his back.

[warmachine]

True Neutral 12th level Fighter with near max Craft(Painting) (and Intimidation). A straight sword and shield tank but the fun was taking a class with little use for skill points and turning him into an professional artist that fit with the class. He was a skilled, black propaganda artist used to subdue occupation resistance during wartime. His love was painting and would make snarky comments about local decor, show contempt toward other warriors (he regarded himself as cultured) and paint wonderous events and brutal slayings. Mechanically nothing special but real fun to roleplay.

[Ravyn]

And what about those of us who play systems other than D&D? Most of my faves were in Other Systems Entirely.

My current favorite project D&D-wise is Rianna, who was one part ranger, two parts fighter, two parts dragon knight (aka What Happened When Our Resident Homebrewer Stuck The Halfling Outrider and the Stormlord in a Blender), and L11 when last I saw her. She was the BBEG's bitter ex, a girl with a big lance and a bigger grudge, and if she had any room to jump she was downright devastating. (Especially when I got the hang of charging rules. Whee!) ...not to mention that while the class had a few options for charge goodness without a mount, what really got scary was when the druid wildshaped into a dire wolf or a rhino, because Rianna had a tone of mounted class features and an ungodly Ride modifier. CHARGE! Despite her late appearance, she somehow managed to be the group's teambuilder. And nothing quite beat the dialogue every time she and the BBEG were within shouting distance of each other--imagine the standard Good Guy In Search of Revenge Speech, only on the end, tack on "...and ten years and you never even WRITE!" and you're starting to get the right idea. (Or when she got a communication amulet that had belonged to one of his minions. "Voomy? Hello? I know you're there... pick up the amulet, you jerk.") Little ways in the jokes grew old, so the rest of her began to develop: thrillseeker, loyal to a fault, and trying to make her mark on history.

[Deepblue706]

I have this supercool character and he has a sowrd sawrd sord and he's all "yar!" and ptew slash ping ptow nerts.

He also has like, a background that's really good and his friends are deaded and he's all he "nooo" and fights getting vengeance maybe until wounded badlied but then he sooooo epickally (sp?) grabs his sord and stabs that guy and his family come back to life because he helped a DRAGON earlier. He was a nice dragon.

In conclusion, my character > your characterz and Bruce Lee combined. Thank you, and have a goooood day.

[Bears With Lasers]

Isn't bragging about your D&D character, like, one of the cardinal sins of Nerddom?

[Rabiesbunny]

Pft. My favorite character is a Paladin of Tyranny who serves Bane. She's LE bordering on LN, a former Loviatan (So she's still a sado-masochist), but also a devoted wife and a mommy. She's the kind of evil person who makes Paladins commit evil acts by killing her when she's doing nothing, and they have no proof she's done anything wrong. x) Killing for just detecting an evil aura is an evil act, and it's my faaavorite thing.

*Hops around* Aleena is the BEST.

[Ravyn]

I think it depends on whether you've just been asked to talk or not. That, and making sure the description you're giving is the kind the person asking wants to hear (some like backstory, some like mechanics, some just want to know why you've got a Cheshire Cat grin visible even through your IM software).

[ExHunterEmerald]

Isn't bragging about your D&D character, like, one of the cardinal sins of Nerddom?

Let he who is without sin cast the first die.

[Jack Mann]

*Rolls initiative for your sins*

[Everyman]

Isn't bragging about your D&D character, like, one of the cardinal sins of Nerddom?

Nah. However, it is one of the prerequisites to enter the "Dork Knight" and "Power Gamer" prestige classes.

[Dhavaer]

I've just built a Paladin of Freedom, going to go into Fighter and Champion of Corellon Larethian, who should be able to oneshot most things of her challenge rating on about 1/3 of her charges.
Keen Courtblade, Leap Attack, Charging Smite and Rhino's Rush.

[Everyman]

Charging Smite for the win.

Tis the reason my Paladin/Greyguard is so much fun to play. Being able to combine Charging Smite with the ability to use Smite Evil on anything* is just good times. It's especially good at making the DM cry.

*Assuming that said creature is deserving of the smite. Still gotta keep that Paladin's Code...within reason.

[Zel]

My Soulknife was so balanced, it was always a reasonable challenge to complete the missions that my DM made available.

[Isomenes]

You know, I'm still getting a feel for when it's approproate to talk about my D&D characters. Which is to say, pretty much never, except at the gaming table, to or from our meeting place, and on the LJ community we use to coordinate.

*sigh*

That said, I have a Bard8 with 1 level of Intermediate Copper Dragon bloodline (from the Unearthed Arcana variant). He's pretty much Indiana Bard, except I didn't bother to get a Hand Crossbow. Because that would chew up space for Bardic feats like SotH. We are playing a dragon campaign (i.e., eventually we'll be taking on a Red Wyrm), and the 5 of us just barely slew a Large Adult Black dragon. Barely, as in "collectively possessed of about 15 HP between the 5 of us at the end of the fight" :)

[Nerd-o-rama]

Well, one of my current characters is a Paladin who has not used Detect Evil, or Smite Evil for that matter, in several weeks of PbP play (translating to about three eventful in-game days. Man, is PbP slow.) Then again, he's from Eberron, in a Planescape-based setting, so Detecting Evil is basically pointless and more than a little rude, as far as the themes of both settings go.

There are a couple Black Dragons who are about to get Smited, though. Probably. Unless the DM throws another random twist like that Lich TV-show host (don't ask.)

[Tengu]

I unfortunately cannot brag about anything here, since, even if we assume that NWN is DND, the only character I could brag about reached epic levels.

Isn't bragging about your D&D character, like, one of the cardinal sins of Nerddom?

Ah, everyone knows that you're fighting the urge to write about your drow sky pirate here in this topic!

[Kantolin]

Lately, my half-orc fighter went to an elven city with a group of humans and a couple elves.

He was stopped partway into the forest... um... with a hail of arrows, for being a half-orc. From this, there was a long debate between the elven Paladin and the 'local elven captain of the guard' about my harm or lack thereof - we'd like to be able to deal with a world-problematic undead problem down south, which requires us to do things in this area in which all the characters are important.

At the same time, the elven nation had had trouble lately with orcs assaulting the area. The orc's latest assault was done with a unique form of magic which let them actually burn down a major chunk of their palace. This destroyed their king's ceremonial crown, and his ceremonial robes of the great Star God Correllon Larethian.

Anyway, my half-orc cheerfully agreed to remain in the jail cell for the duration of the stay, as the group was forced to wait pseudo-patiently for some elven sequence which I ICly didn't know about/understand, and thus kept myself out of it OOCly. Thus, he spent a week in the jail cell, weaponless by agreement, but the elves let him keep the remainder of his gear.

Thus, he did the skill he does best: Tailoring. That, and chatted for a bit with the two elven guards who 'guarded' his cell through showing up once in awhile to check the magical wards thereon. One of them hated him, the other his cross-class diplomacy shone through and he managed to learn a bit about the general ceremony, as he as going to get involved it in anyway.

Soo, the ceremony began, the traditions occured, everything was going to go ideally sans the royal traditional gear, and at the height of the ceremony... the half-orc, as he had practiced, stammered his lines in elvish. And not only elvish, but the elvish typically used by the lower class (Which tended to be anyone not an elf), thus making it even more accurate. And as he did so, he presented the robe, accepting the blame for his kind for the lack of the crown and offering an apology to Corellon larethian in the traditional fashion.

The stars were aligned, the natural spirits were appeased, and the addition to the ceremony gave the elves more power than they would have gotten normally (In... in some fashion. Remember, I still didn't and don't understand what the exact purpose of that ceremony was, just how I should've potentially acted there). As such, the king had no choice but to be at least mildly thankful for the excellently made very nice robe, which fit the ceremony well. It was of tremendously masterwork quality, and ideal.

...fear the Half-orc who single-handedly (pseudo)befriended an entire group of elves that originally hated him and who also managed to bypass what could have been a difficult encounter through the glorious power of Craft(Tailoring)!

He then also managed to fix the problems with the rampaging orcs through well placed violence and then, more importantly, another very skilled Craft(Tailoring) check series. But that required the DM to let the party wizard use Fabricate on skills I was crafting, and other slightly snarky things that resulted in being less cool than solving an entire encounter through a week of downtime and Craft(Tailoring). ^_^

[McDeath]

Gnome Sorcerer. Chaotic Neutral anarchist, deeply suspicious of structured society due to its "inherent corruption". If you're going to go Chaotic Neutral, go all the way.

[Ashheart]

I just finished playing a Binder/Soulknife and had just gotten the hang of making Soulknife work.
Then he stood alone against 4 allips without a cleric in sight and with a wis. of 8...I got the impression my DM wanted me dead.
Rose as an Allip to haunt some of the other partymembers untill he was killed by a lucky blow...It's just a shame my party members destroyed his body after that...but it will not be the last they see of him!

[kialos]

OK, just to clarify abit. It's either cool concept for power gaming or Cool/funny things you've done in Dnd... But anything thats interesting, generally excepted of course... ok... heres one of the cool things I improvised while playing...

My character was a human female Monk, lvl 3. Nothing special... We were doing the oriental campaign setting... so there was alot of traditions we had to uphold and stuff...

The character concept was: My character has problems with being a girl and a monk... everyone has a sexist attitude toward her and what she can do...

Anyway... there was this guy that owned an inn; he set me up for an ambush when I thought he was going to enter me into a tournament. So I and a friend decided to kidnap him. We waited till dusk, watched him leave his bar with 3 girls (most likely prostitutes) my character walks right in front of them. Looks him dead in the eyes and says "HOW DARE YOU!" and my character knocks him out. As my friend drags him away, My character looks at the prostitutes and says "THIS, is what happens when you're unfaithful" and walks away...

[jjpickar]

A CE human warlock with a serious attitude problem and the belief that to solve any problem involved mass killings. He hated everyone and everything. My favorite quote: "That's what they get for short changing me."

[Argent]

I don't know that I'd call it bragging, but I do have one past character who I really enjoyed playing.

He was a dwarven paladin of Clangeddin Silverbeard. He was irascible, cranky, and overall a grouch. He was constantly verbally sparring with the party's smart-aleck mage, but had a soft spot in his heart for him and the rest of the party. He wasn't your typical stick-in-the-mud Lawful Stupid paladin -- he followed a code of honor, yes, but it was always tempered with common sense.

He was my first 3.0 character, and I ran him from 1st to 11th level. He very much became the conscience of the party and I was sad to see him go. (Long story short: a red dragon took out about half the party and Theo found out that his fire-resistant armor wouldn't absorb quite that much heat. End result: dwarf-sized smudge on the floor.)

[Diggorian]

This is the Hobgoblin Fighter/Warblade PC my avatar is based upon, Noriyuk the Clanless.

This is his character fluff cause our 3.5 crunch is so houseruled it would take too much explaining.

[ExHunterEmerald]

*Rolls initiative for your sins*

Thou shalt not spill. Thy soda on the DM's notes.

[The Prince of Cats]

I had a swashbuckler who seduced an amethyst dragon in an attempt to save the party. The dragon was so intrigued by the sight of a mortal who a) didn't cower in terror, and b) actually tried such a bold ploy, that she didn't eat the party.

This was in second edition, with a maxed-out charisma and the swashbuckler kit gave a bonus to NPC reactions from the opposite sex. By the RAW, his natural sex appeal was at least enough to overcome her natural tendencies. He even meant what he was saying (unfortunately) and was not just trying to save his own skin.

[Piedmon_Sama]

True Neutral 12th level Fighter with near max Craft(Painting) (and Intimidation). A straight sword and shield tank but the fun was taking a class with little use for skill points and turning him into an professional artist that fit with the class. He was a skilled, black propaganda artist used to subdue occupation resistance during wartime. His love was painting and would make snarky comments about local decor, show contempt toward other warriors (he regarded himself as cultured) and paint wonderous events and brutal slayings. Mechanically nothing special but real fun to roleplay.

...Wait, 'black propaganda?' You mean like, spraying "BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY!" on an LAPD car, or scribbling "FARRAKHAN SPEAKS" on a bathroom stall?

Because that would make your character pretty much the most awesome ever.

On a tangenitally related note, I once had a Half-Orc Ranger PC who had two siblings... one was a Half-Orc Wizard (who was a PC I'd played earlier) and the other was his big sister, a Fighter maxed out for hand-to-hand combat (this was before 3.5, there was no Reaping Mauler class). While his sister was an NPC, I had a lot of fun dreaming her up, because she'd grown up totally outside of a real Orc community and had no idea how savage and brutal they really were, so she always assumed the human "man" was repressing her "orc brothers and sisters," and would go on long tirades about "ORC POWER!" and how "MOONSHEE LANDED ON US!" XD In my defense, I was 14 when I came up with this....

[MaxKaladin]

Back in 2nd edition, I had a paladin named Max Kaladin. When I rolled my stats, I got incredibly good rolls. I don't think I had a score below 13. On top of that, the DM was using an old book called "Central Casting: Heroes of Legend" for generating backgrounds and that ended up giving me more stat boosts. I ended up with all but one stats being above 15 and with a strength of 19. I further, well, min-maxed the character so he was an absolute terror in melee. Normally, I don't do that but "normally" I get poor to middling stat rolls and don't have chances like this so I took advantage of the opportunity to really go hog-wild with the min-maxing. Max was a well-oiled killing machine. The rest of the party used to make jokes about setting Max to "puree".

Max had many adventures as part of that group. I didn't just play him as a munchkin killing machine, I did a lot of roleplaying too and everyone in the group really enjoyed having Max around. Despite this, the DM was getting more and more frustrated with the power Max brought to the party. Eventually, it caught up to Max.

The party was on a journey when we came to a village that was being terrorized by a dragon. Naturally, we end up going dragon-hunting and eventually track it to it's lair. At that point, we discover it's actually a mated pair who just took over a nearby cave to set up a lair. The rest of the party decides two dragons are too tough for us and want to retreat. Max thinks they're beatable and doesn't want any more innocent villagers to die, so he argues we should attack instead. The rest of the party held firm and Max finally declared that he would just have to take care of the problem himself. With the rest of the party protesting, he draws his swords and marches resolutely into the cave. The rest of the party decides they're not going to follow him, but are going to stick around and see what happens. The DM and I go off into another room to handle the fight. Once we're done, the DM sits down looking annoyed and describes what the party experiences. All is quiet for a couple of minutes after Max enters the cave, then they hear dragons roaring, Max shouting a battle cry and the sounds of a titanic conflict. Then everything falls silent. And it stays silent. And remains silent. I'm fiddling with D6s at this point and looking annoyed so everyone gets worried. Finally, someone gets bold enough to go in invisibly to look for Max. He finds him alive and mostly well -- except for the fact that the second dragon fell on him when it died and he's still trying to extract his legs from underneath it.

The DM was annoyed because I'd managed to kill single-handedly two dragons that were supposed to be a challenge for the whole party. I was annoyed because the dragon fell on me robbing me of being able to come striding out with bloody sword in hand to ask if anyone wanted to help bag up the treasure. (I suspect to this day the dragon fell on me because the DM was annoyed with me.) After that, the DM declared I had to retire Max. We played a few more sessions with him as we traveled to our destination and then Max was retired and I brought in a new character. Sigh.

Max lives on, however. Fast forward 10 years or so: I'm in a new group and someone decided to run a series of adventures for 20th level characters where we face "iconic" opponents like great wyrm dragons, liches and, of course, the tarrasque. I pulled Max out, updated him to 3e, advanced him to 20th level and he does battle once again.

So, there's my big munchkin character.

[talsine]

I'm gonna cheat and list 2...

A 1/2 Orc cleric of Herionous who was constantly trying to live up to the legend of his mother, a rather famous, at elast in the game world, Paladin of Heriounous, as well as that of his (human) sister, also a paladin. About 6 months into the game we get hit with a near TPK, which left him the only one alive againest a party of BBEG uber minions. HE called out to the gods, any who would listen, to give him the power to defend his friends as he'd sworn an oath. And got a response, from Hextor (don't ask me, i'm not the GM) in a flash i went from a Cleric of Herionious to Hextor and murdercated a bunch of people as, for the duiration of the combat anyway, i got all these avatar powers. Then i got the group rez'd, and left all those goody two shoes punks. Ah, good times in a monty haul campian.

The other is just kinda funny, I was playing a Thrallheard and i'd just gotten my first thrall, a rather dim Gnoll ranger. One of the other PC's was being nasty to him, the thrall asked if he could bite the other player, I said yes, and hilarity ensued. Sure, i was down a thrall, but the other PC had to have part of his face regen'd. No one really expected the Gnoll to take it literaly i guess...