Ok, here's a thought: What were some of the most embarassing events to happen to characters in your games - that they survived, and perhaps lived to regret it?
In a game we wrapped up a few months ago, one of the guys had been playing a swashbuckler/fighter named Alax Silverheart - a great character, noble and heroic, but also very much of an upper-class twit. Quite dignified, and always well-dressed.
In the course of one of our adventures, we were fighting a Behir. Our noble swashbuckler charged in first, missed, and was promptly swallowed whole, fancy dress and all. We started to frantically attack the Behir, hoping to save him, but after just one round of being digested it became clear he'd never survive long enough for us to get him out. Fortunately, he remembered that he had a Bead of Force in his pouch, and in desperation, used it on himself - hoping that he'd survive the damage from the blast, and be saved from more rounds of being crushed and burned by stomach acid.
He made it, and after we killed the Behir, he was extracted - bedraggled and scorched, sitting inside a transparent bubble, looking utterly miserable, while the rest of us couldn't help but crack up as we waited for the duration to run out.
Thus was born the "Silverheart Maneuver". (think of the Eddie Izzard skit on the Heimlich maneuver for an idea of how to speak when discussing it)
To make matters worse, our group was in the process of establishing a fancy tavern as our base of operations at the time, and decided the Behir's head made for a fine trophy/memento - so we had it stuffed and mounted over the bar, and named the place "The Behir". This of course meant that people were going to ask about the circumstances in which it was acquired, and we'd regale them with Sir Alax's valiant fight with the beast.
In a game we wrapped up a few months ago, one of the guys had been playing a swashbuckler/fighter named Alax Silverheart - a great character, noble and heroic, but also very much of an upper-class twit. Quite dignified, and always well-dressed.
In the course of one of our adventures, we were fighting a Behir. Our noble swashbuckler charged in first, missed, and was promptly swallowed whole, fancy dress and all. We started to frantically attack the Behir, hoping to save him, but after just one round of being digested it became clear he'd never survive long enough for us to get him out. Fortunately, he remembered that he had a Bead of Force in his pouch, and in desperation, used it on himself - hoping that he'd survive the damage from the blast, and be saved from more rounds of being crushed and burned by stomach acid.
He made it, and after we killed the Behir, he was extracted - bedraggled and scorched, sitting inside a transparent bubble, looking utterly miserable, while the rest of us couldn't help but crack up as we waited for the duration to run out.
Thus was born the "Silverheart Maneuver". (think of the Eddie Izzard skit on the Heimlich maneuver for an idea of how to speak when discussing it)
To make matters worse, our group was in the process of establishing a fancy tavern as our base of operations at the time, and decided the Behir's head made for a fine trophy/memento - so we had it stuffed and mounted over the bar, and named the place "The Behir". This of course meant that people were going to ask about the circumstances in which it was acquired, and we'd regale them with Sir Alax's valiant fight with the beast.
