Best Character Death?

[Undead Pete]

I'm sure this has been touched on before....

but you can't keep a good topic down!

What has been your most glorious character death?
Least glorious?

I had one in an ultra high level Greyhawk campaign back in '96.

There were a lot of homebrewed rules, so take this with a grain of salt.

My character was named Uyag Gnarlfist, a 15th level 1/2 giant Gladiator with a giant sized Sun Sword.

Obviously I was the tank in the game.

We were in a mass combat vs. thousands of a variety of goblinoids led by a potpourri of bad guys, namely a lich (whose name escapes me)

To make a long story short, Uyag finally came face to face with the lich and decided to charge him on the back of his war elephant, Mofo (yes, I said elephant).

Uyag hit with a critical and Mofo flattened him like Play-Doh. All in all, we did about 110 points of damage in that one attack.

Unfortunately for us, the lich had a flame shield which instantly turned the two attackers into little bitty pieces of charcoal.

That was something like the 4th death for Uyag.

Eventually he was killed for good in Castle Greyhawk where his soul is now supposedly trapped.

I'm still pissed about it.

 

[Janos Audron]

I an 8th level campaing we had to wait two minutes till the water was high enough to keep the creatures from the elemental plane of Fire out. I had everything figured out with my cleric: Blindsight, Deeper Darkness, Divine Might. The Wizard had cast fly, mage armor and haste on me, and the portal through which the creatures could come only had a 10 ft. bridge to a 5ft. wide catwalk. Preparation was great.

First some Small and Medium Fire Elementals. They go down quickly. Then a Medium and a Large Fire Elemental. They die too.

I'm the one doing all the killing and the rest of the party is just standing there. So the Bard decides to help by playing a little song.

Then an Elemantal with Wizard levels comes in and casts Dispel Magic (the DM was very unhappy that I was in control and ruining something very important to him). The only things that get dispelled are my Mage Armor and, unfortunately, the Deeper Darkness. Well, the stupid little Elemental dies too.

Then a Noble Salamander and a Huge Fire Elemental appear. The DM says: "They walk up to you (the rest of the party) and attack you. "Really", I say, "a Huge and a Large creature walking over a 5 ft. wide catwalk?". So these creatures stand there and I fly above them, waiting for an opportunity to strike. They can't get to us, and time is on our side, so no problem.

The the bard decides to cast CONFUSION!. 20ft. radius. And my Cleric misses his will save, by ONE, BECAUSE THE BARD ADDS "SPELL FOCUS: ENCHANTMENt" ON THE FLY. Well, that sucks, but if I get one round, maybe I can get away. First round, I attack the nearest creature possible, which happes to be the Noble Salamander with a +3 Huge Longspear. AoO. Crit. Confirmed. 59 damage. death.

 

[Conservative Cow]

My 13th level Wizard in 2E treid to put a Sphere of Ahnilation in a portable hole.

 

[Napftor]

My normal campaign is in the Realms and I'm usually the DM. For this character death, however, I was actually playing and there were elements of Dragonstar thrown in. Well, the party was tracking down some Cult of the Dragon types who stole a mysterious box that contained something Blackstaff Arunsun himself was interested in. What nobody realized until the end was that the DM's NPC was a magically disguised drow working for the ISPD. Once the party got ahold of the box by the game's end, the drow took the box, dropped his disguise, and opened a portal to a waiting starship.

The PC's were on him like white on rice. All of them except me. I was playing a wizard and was in no shape to battle a drow with a blaster. I took up a position in front of the portal to guard it from being used. I didn't think the drow would manage to break through my companions and enter it. I was wrong.

The dark elf rushed at my character (his name was Gerim) and I grappled with him in an attempt to stop him. Regrettably, my wimpy wizard body could not stop his force and we both tumbled into the portal which then sealed after us. My party never knew what happened to me, but it involved many drow waiting on the other side. And then a lot of blaster rifles firing...

The end of Gerim Darkflash.

 

[Moon_Goddess]

My 13th level Wizard in 2E treid to put a Sphere of Ahnilation in a portable hole.

"You all hear a slight pop as the multiverse implodes. Begin rolling up new characters, FOR A DIFFERENT GAME! All of DND is no more."

 

[Ds Da Man]

I once had a wily minotaur named Holton. Heading toward a town named Homlet, and very close to our desired destination, we came across a band of villagers whose cart had been ravaged by trolls. Checking the footprints, our band determined there were two, and headed towards a rocky area north. After several hours of tracking, we found their lair. Charging nobley forward, Holton and a priest of Tempus entered into the large mouth of the cave. Unfortunately, there were quite a bit more then 2 trolls, and we eventually got decimated. The party ran with all we could muster, but at night, there was no losing the trolls with keen tracking sense. Tiring of the little cat and mouse game, Holton hefted his mighty battle axe, telling the party to sit there until he gave a roar. He was sick of acting like a little girl, and planned on facing the trolls with only his axe and armor for company, giving the party a chance to make some serious tracks outta there.
Knowing there was still two hours until daylight, the DM determined that a D6 would decide how many encounters Holton would face until daybreak. Of course, he rolled a 6. So on through the rest of the night, Holton battled. Knocking down every opponet, he seemed invincible, then Lady Luck up and left on the sixth, and Holton was properly digested shortly thereafter. I shall miss my wily minotaur!

May Holton Brokehorn (later ressurected as a human, Holton Daylon) rest in pieces.

 

[The Kender]

Most Pathetic: My Kender got himself eaten by a dragon.

 

[gamecat]

When The Flaming Rheo accidentially Maracawa Pang to a tree, by rolling a 1 when it was his intent to land a javelin in front of Pang...

 

[Furn_Darkside]

Al Qa *fricken* Dim

Salutations,

Haroun al Rashad and his true love had a difficult life- his inability to stop adventuring brought too much danger in their lives. Finally, she left him to protect herself and their son.

Many years later, and after a few marriages between the both of them, they finally reunited. However, she had aquired a curse- if she ever kissed the one she loved, then they would both immediately die.

Even knowing that, they decided to marry..when his genie double kidnapper her and demanded a duel on a rock bridge in the middle of an active volcano.

With her help, he was able to defeat him, but as he fell below.. he used the last of his magic to cause the volcano to erupt.

Facing near death, they kissed.

Fate smiled down upon them, and as they died their souls became one- so they would never be parted again.

Respectfully submitted
FD

 

[Roland Delacroix]

Back in our teen days we played a rip roarin game of RIFTs set in the new west. I lead a small team of mercs, just Dave, Doug and I. We ride into a bandito town on our cyber horses and basically shoot the place up. Vastly out numbered and outgunned we used every scrap of cover/tactics/crazy-ass ploys to kill all those bandits and collect their scalps. We head out into the desert to collect the bounties from the CSA, amazed we even survived and were now rich enough to buy a fancy APC or power armor. I remember I was down to 3 rounds left in a borrowed laser pistol, and I alway pack a ton of extra ammo and grenades. We walk out into the wasteland for several hours.


Then Dave shoots me, in the back.


"You.................you shot me!..............." <THUD!>


Never played with Dave again.