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4 years ago ::
Jul 02, 2009 - 7:34AM
#111
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The Warforge Artful Dodger, Try to hit me with an OA...Ha Ha Ha! Building this was fun as hell. Only used Shurikens (form his Arm). High CHA Warforged who bluffed his intentions all the time. Great build!
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4 years ago ::
Jul 02, 2009 - 10:09AM
#112
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118. the awkward Artificer
The last time you tried to disarm that trap, you were lucky your teammates had that handy flameproof blanket. The wizard hasn't spoken to you since you broke her precious wand while trying to recharge its power. The warforged has threatened to nail you down with the crossbow embedded in its back if you ever move closer to 10 feets from it. Nobody wants to drink your infusions since you mixed up components and the rogue ended up shoking on that gear oil (you thought the fish oil was just getting darker and more viscous because it was old).
119. the famous bard
Entered a Star Pact with some weird entity she believed could help her become famous and quit that stupid adventuring life to instead start earning a decent living singing. Is upset because every monster knows her name and wants an autograph _ signed with her own blood on her own skin. Damn stars.
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4 years ago ::
Jul 02, 2009 - 10:43AM
#113
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9. The Exterminator Ranger (or Druid) - a ranger who believes that natural and urban zones should have no overlap, so turns his talents to eliminating animals that don't 'belong' in the city: rats, stray dogs, hawks, etc. Once the city is cleared, he can patrol farmlands and settled woodlands to 'protect' those areas as well.
The cops actually do this in Louisiana! They had an episode of "Insomniac w/ Dave Attell" where he rode along w/ them. The cop sits in the back of a pick-up in a folding deck chair w/ his rifle and shoots the giant rats running around in the ditches.
"Police snipers take aim at rat-like pests near New Orleans"
http://blogs.usatoday.com/ondeadline/20 … pers_.html
Louisiana Dire Rat
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4 years ago ::
Jul 03, 2009 - 10:46PM
#114
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Thought of this while thinking about those hand crossbows the drow are famous for using. One thing sort of lead to another...
120. The Drow Cowboy
As the sun set on another day in the crime-ridden town of Rhine, a mysterious, dusky-skinned stranger rode in from the nearby caves. He was different from the other travelers; instead of armor he wore a worn old duster, and in lieu of a blade he had a pair of fine hand crossbows in holsters on his belt. His tired mount, an old grey mare, had seen better days. He was a curiosity in this part of the realms, but he was a stranger. Nobody expected him to care about the problems of the locals, or to do something about the murderous gangs running loose in the town. But he did. After hearing about the problems at the local inn, he took to the streets with a crossbow in each hand, dispatching outlaws left and right. He took down smugglers in the morning, dueled gang bosses at noon, and dispatched murderers at night, always with the same blank expression on his face, his motivations solely his own. When all was said and done the town had been cleared of its rogues- and the stranger rode off into the sunset, on to the next town.
(Note: Ten-Gallon Hat- not optional.)
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4 years ago ::
Jul 11, 2009 - 1:32AM
#115
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Date Joined:
Jul 19, 2008
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101. The Loose Cannon
Halfling Insp. Warlord
You are confident in the fact that you're the greatest brawler that has ever lived. You've got a reputation to back it up, as well as a shining list of recommendations from accomplished adventurers who have found glory with you by their sides. You're the strongest of your kind, and your daring in the face of foes who loom over you inspires those around you to greatness.
Here's the catch:
You're an utterly reckless, thoroughly mediocre fighter. You fling yourself at targets you've no hope of defeating with suicidal confidence. The only thing you inspire in the people around you is an immediate, desperate need to fill the gaps you make in your own frontline. Your blatant disregard of tactics and the safety of your own allies forces them to ever greater heights of heroism as they struggle to pull your fat out of the fires into which you heedlessly leap.
When you use your Warlord abilities, you're not lending courage to your team. You're not executing brilliant strategies. You're taking risks that would surely have killed you, had your friends not called on reserves of strength and courage not even they knew they possessed. They'd be very sorry to see you go off to find glory with another party, but they'll be happy to write you a shining recommendation if that's what you feel you must do. . .
Inspirations:
-Scrappy Doo
-(CHIEF) Inspector Clouseau
-Hong Kong Phooey
-the Nac Mac Feegle
This one is great!
121. Have you already heard this one too? (YES!)
Along the same lines, how about a bard who is such a terrible musician his fellow party members will exert themselves that much harder if he would just stop playing. He has an extensive repetoire, and while he'll stop one song, there's always another he'd like to try out. His fellow adventurers have learned the desired effects of the various "melodies" and are quick to demonstrate their effectiveness in order to cut the performances short. His Majestic Word is the title of the party's absolute least favorite performance, and they'll do anything (including miraculous bodily recovery) to prevent the agony: "NOOOO, I'm OK, I swear, we don't need that kind of inspiration..." His offers to immortalize others in song are so horrifying to the recipients that he often negotiates surprisingly well. Good with a blade despite physical/athletic mediocrity, his attacks find openings that allies quickly try to exploit. "How did he do that?" Everyone is convinced he'd be a master swordsman if he'd just put down the lute.
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4 years ago ::
Jul 11, 2009 - 4:14PM
#116
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Date Joined:
Mar 16, 2009
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122. Hateful Cleric
Death is too good for them, so you do everything you can to keep your party alive. Every heal you cast is just that much more pain they will feel before they finally die.
123. Deva with multiple personalities
Some power hungry wizards figured that with a few spells they could make you remember long forgotten secrets from your previous lives. Unfortunately your mind couldn't handle it, now you have trouble remembering which life is your current one. You often get a strong sense of Deja'vu, but just thinking you know what is going to happen next is far different from actually knowing what will happen next.
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4 years ago ::
Jul 11, 2009 - 6:33PM
#117
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124 - Rakshasha Reborn: What happens when a rakshasha lives a life so vile, that even other members of his race won't accept him? They banish him into Deva-hood. You were such a rakshasha. In your new body, do you exploit people's tendency to trust a member of a largely good-aligned race to perpetrate more crimes? Or do you fear what will happen if you die in this life, knowing that even the rakshasha will not take you, and try to return to the straight-and-narrow in spite of your memories tempting you to sin?
125 - Ur-Priest: You are not an invoker of a deity, bound in service to the whims of some other being. You are not an atheist, however, for you know that there are gods, but they are not worth your time. Through some dark tome, you acquired the ability to steal some of the power from the gods and use it yourself. Do you fear the wrath of the deities that you steal from, or that of their servants? Do you choose which gods to steal from to promote a personal agenda - for example, do you drain Pelor's power to slowly force the world into eternal night?
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4 years ago ::
Jul 11, 2009 - 9:14PM
#118
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Date Joined:
Apr 16, 2009
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126. The proverbial location
A member of almost certainly the smallest humanoid race, this sorceress has a hawk familiar which doubles as her mount. She specializes in weather-related spells. Her name is Teapot.
127. The dogboy
This young gnome, named Ralph, was left an orphan by a fire, and a nearby ranger took him in. The ranger had an extensive kennel and Ralph was shaping up to be a fine houndmaster. The ranger also had a lot of visitors, including a fair number of druids. Ralph kind of accidentally acquired basic druid training, and discovered he could switch to dog-form (specifically a mastiff, matching his favorite and the leader of his master's dogs). Now forced by circumstances to make his own way in the world, Ralph prefers that form. In between adventures he can earn his keep as a bouncer in bars.
"The world does not work the way you have been taught it does. We are not real as such; we exist within The Story. Unfortunately for you, you have inherited a condition from your mother known as Primary Protagonist Syndrome, which means The Story is interested in you. It will find you, and if you are not ready for the narrative strands it will throw at you..." - from Footloose
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4 years ago ::
Jul 12, 2009 - 11:09AM
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Based off of a scene from Terry Pratchett's Equal Rites:
128 - Flight Addict: This druid recently learned how to transform into a bird (through the Sky Hunter path, or some other means). However, she didn't think that flying would be so exhilarating. Now, she spends as much time as possible in a flying form, riding the natural high that she experiences. It might take some convincing to get her to fight, not fly, though.
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4 years ago ::
Jul 12, 2009 - 11:51AM
#120
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Jun 12, 2009
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129. ((i am actualy planning on playing as this)) a warforged artificer who multiclasses as a druid, Most people would suspect the reason he did this was he wanted to be alive, but actualy he just wanted more options during combat, however in his shapeshifted form he is uncomfortable with all of the blood rushing threw him, and he feels very vulnerable
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