Half Elves...Wtf... :P

Dread October said:
Are you at least short?

There are many rules in D&D.

Rule - If you game with your Significant Other, do not play out some odd fantasy about having the hots for some other chick. That's just not right. Save that for drunking fumbling about after all the gamers leave...

I'm actually close to 6' tall. :lol:

HMMMMMM... :uhoh:
 

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Planeswalker Maloran said:
What I like to do is to make elves significantly better (+4 Dex, +2 Int, +2 Cha, -2 Con) and give them a +1 level adjustment, and use the original elf stats for a half-elf.

Then they're balanced with dwarves!
 

I'm krissbeth's boyfriend. Here's the ROLE PLAYING she's referring to, in character journal form:

She was a dame. A dame to make a bishop kick out a stained glass window. A dame to make some guys start thinkin' about honest living, and white picket fences, and small children.

A kickin' bod's been hidden underneath loose clothing: a tight ass and muscled thighs that'd squeeze you 'till you burst like an overripe grape…

No. Think about puppies and kittens and, and, and... small, furry, warm...

Alright. Get a hold of yourself, John. Your body's gonna get you real embarrassed, real quickly. Look away.

Oh, god. She just got wet. Pert breasts glistening in the water under thin cloth clinging... red hair, unbound, spiraling out just behind her like, like, like…

Beetles! Think about the beetles, John. Or the mummy’s hand. Or the skummy guys in the flophouse. Gotta get focused, get prepared. Try to get Red out of your mind and your eyeline.


Later...

Wait. I wonder if dwarf girls know about shrinkage?
 

roguerouge said:
I'm krissbeth's boyfriend. Here's the ROLE PLAYING she's referring to, in character journal form:

She was a dame. A dame to make a bishop kick out a stained glass window. A dame to make some guys start thinkin' about honest living, and white picket fences, and small children.

A kickin' bod's been hidden underneath loose clothing: a tight ass and muscled thighs that'd squeeze you 'till you burst like an overripe grape…

No. Think about puppies and kittens and, and, and... small, furry, warm...

Alright. Get a hold of yourself, John. Your body's gonna get you real embarrassed, real quickly. Look away.

Oh, god. She just got wet. Pert breasts glistening in the water under thin cloth clinging... red hair, unbound, spiraling out just behind her like, like, like…

Beetles! Think about the beetles, John. Or the mummy’s hand. Or the skummy guys in the flophouse. Gotta get focused, get prepared. Try to get Red out of your mind and your eyeline.


Later...

Wait. I wonder if dwarf girls know about shrinkage?

Wow. *droool* Do you have a photo rendition of her character?

And what with wondering about shrinkage? What shrinkage?
 

Ah. Forgot to mention the pool of cold water the party went into.

And I'm going to assume that the pictures request was in good humor, as was this journal entry.
 

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