Most AWESOME character moment EVER!

[steeldragons]

Title sez it...What was your most awesome character moment ever? Old characters, new characters, any edition, any class...when/what time do you remember above alllll else as being your character's "shining moment"?

I'll start...

We were playing an altered version of the Demonweb Pits...I thiiink we were still in 2e at the time...Our party wizard had some convoluted background making him "half-drow" and what not...it was a long, intense, campaign into the Underdark.

Anywho, I was playing a 14th level cleric. We were in a major fight with a big bad evil guy who GATED IN a Retriever...This was back when they were actual demons from the Fiend Folio...none of this "construct" crap.

By the description I knew it wasa retriever and told the rest of the party I could take care of it, but I needed time. "What do we have to do?" said the party's major kick-ass fighter-type. "Keep it off me. I need 10 rounds to cast." I said.

I cast a couple of (what would now be called) "buffer" spells. Prayer, I think, and a resist fire or some such...presuming that ONE of the retriever's eye-beams involved fire.

Then, 2 or 3 rounds in, I cast Sanctuary...She had the retriever try to attack me...which led to an argument with the DM about HOW Sanctuary worked.

Given the large number of OTHER party members who were obvious targets, I won.

Next round (which led to argument) I started to cast "banishment" (or "dismissal", I don't recall. It was a long time ago...I think it was banishment.) Which led to an argument that I had it memorized that day...I showed the DM my character sheet with my spell list of "typically" memorized spells (she was a cleric of the goddess of healing, but had a penchant for demon-fighting spells and kept a cadre of spells specifically for that purpose...not to mention..drow? Underdark? Duh, anti-demon stuff!)

So I won that too. The party fought HAAAAARD for the next TEN ROUNDS I needed to get this spell off...and when it was done I had to make a roll (I believe I had to roll to beat the creature's spell resistance?)...I've never, in my gaming life been so happy to see a 19...EVER! The DM rolled lower...

The DM was pissssssssed! But beautifully described the creature (who I think had taken out a party member or two by then) being wrenched back to its home plane.

The drow priestess who'd conjured it either fled or fell shortly thereafter and I spent a few rounds doing massive healings and (if memory serves) returning another party member from stone to flesh...

Whatever details I am forgetting...it was the most glorious moment of any character I've ever run.

Your turn.
--SD

 

[steeldragons]

Another time...I think in the same campaign...venturing into the underdark...

We had a pitched battle with some people (I think drow, but might have been derro)...at some point one or the other side stopped the fight and tried to parley...

Asa defense for his actions, the "half-drow" magic-user tried to defend himself to the accusation that he'd fired his staff off at the people, saying "Sorry. It must have misfired."

My gnome illusionist/thief...knowledgeable in all things magical (as far as he was concerned) blurted out, "What?! Staves don't 'misfire'!"

This made negotiations significantly more difficult...I think we (shortly thereafter) had to fight our way out anyway.
--SD

 

[Hussar]

Meeting Peg Face the Pirate and his crew in drag.

 

[Christian]

Relative to the character? Probably the nice combo move pulled by my jaebrin bard in D&D 3.5. Party was facing a #2 sub-boss, guarding the corridor leading to the boss that we were after. Hulking fighter-type, making some pretty cool flash moves with her weapon as we approached--obviously a weapon master designed to take our meleers apart. My character neutered her (metaphorically) pretty much single-handed: round 1, glitterdust; round 2, moved to 15' and disarmed her with my whip. She was left groping blindly around the corridor for her dropped weapon while the rest of my group carved her up ... Maybe not the most awesome character moment ever, but without a doubt, it was: (see signature quote)

 

[Oryan77]

Most of my favorite character moments are not combat related. Mostly because I find the roleplaying part of D&D more interesting and exciting, and also because as a player, my dice rolls suck. I'm pretty good strategically, but the execution is where I have problems. My dice always fail me. So even though I have tried to do some cool combat heroics, the ending of the stories will never be all that cool (unless you're the DM).

I've always remembered the time my human Fighter/Thief (2e Dark Sun) was being hunted by a clan of elves in some dry brush. I was way outnumbered, so I tried to sneak away by stabbing a dagger in the ground and leaning my mirror on it so the sun would reflect (hoping the elves would investigate it and give me time as I escaped). But I guess it didn't help since they ignored it and continued searching for me away from the mirror. They quickly found me, captured me (no big surprise there), stripped me naked (dammit, I had already lost all of my gear twice before), and took me to a nearby forest where the cannibal halflings live.

They left me tied up there to be eaten by the halflings and soon I was being hauled off to a halfling village by some scouts. They lifted me above a fire they were building and the only thing I could think of left to do was to promise them a bigger meal for dinner than just me, and it would be elves they would be feasting on (Dark Sun halflings and elves hate each other). They untied me, I took them back to where the elves captured me & found my mirror still on the ground (elves must have taken the dagger). Then we tracked the elves back to their own camp. I still had no weapons, so hoping the savage halflings have never seen a mirror, I offered to trade them my mirror for whatever weapon they could give me. They liked it and gave me a bone dagger.

Then to show my support (and my hatred for elves), I helped them attack the elven tribe and we won the battle (nothing spectacular, the halflings did most of the work). The halflings wanted me to join their celebration, so I obliged. And of course they served elven meat as the main entree. I couldn't be rude seeing as how they decided not to eat me, so that was the first time my character ever tasted elf. And to be honest, he hated elves enough that he actually enjoyed the thought of eating them.

 

[Holy Bovine]

In a Star Wars campaign set during the prequels timeframe. We were a group of operatives tasked by the Jedi Council to investigate various goings on around the galaxy. Party consisted of 2 Jedi Guardians (mine, a Wookie and another of a race i can't recall) a Jedi Sentinel (human) a Duros/Tech and a sentient Droid/Soldier.

We were chasing a group of terrorists that had just blown up something. Half the group was in one shuttle half in another chasing 2 groups of Droid fighters. My Jedi Guardian, when it become apparent the fighters were going to get away (we had never seen ships like this before and felt it important to capture/down one for study) leaped from his shuttle onto a droid fighter about 200 feet below him. Thanks to the use of a Force Point or two he was able to grab hold of the shuttle, lightsaber his way through the cockpit (killing the droid pilot) then leap off of the doomed fighter onto a nearby building. It was a character defining moment for the PC as he then truly 'trusted in the Force' which, up to that point, his reckless and oft time violent behaviour clashed with. he didn't become docile or super mysterious or anything but I never had him shy away from danger again. he eventually sacrificed himself when the clone troopers turned on us to buy time for the rest of the group (the Jedi's frozen in carbonite) to escape. he even critted the leader of the clone trooper regiment assigned to us in the final battle.

 

[cignus_pfaccari]

In a Rebellion-era Star Wars game, our group was a couple of surviving Jedi pretending to be bounty hunters, with a few non-Jedi like my soldier/sniper type, who enjoyed using slugthrowers, after my previous pilot had died on a downloaded adventure on a planet where blasters didn't work or some stupid crap like that.

One arc had us following the events of ESB, and we were in Cloud City looking for something, and were asking the Chief of Maintenance for it.

He asked, "What's in it for me?"

Me: (ratchets a round into his gun) "Both your knees working."

Him: (gulp) "Um, okay, that's good enough."

 

[Ycore Rixle]

I usually DM/GM, but I've had the chance to play a couple of PCs who had some memorable moments.

My human barbarian, 8th level in 3.x, was the only one not charmed/dominated by an aboleth. He rolled a 19 on his Will save to avoid that, and then he followed that up by finding the aboleth behind its illusory wall and critting it twice with his spear, killing it just as he was about to go down himself.

I had a 3.x ranger/rogue, something like 2/5 at the time, who was ambushed in snowy mountains by a troll. The troll was stupid, though, and jumped out too far away. My PC, with his last remaining magic arrows (and again, crits), took down the troll before he even closed to melee range.

For roleplaying moments, my morose cleric, again in 3.x, worshipped Death and Luck because he was the only one as a child to survive his village being flooded. After saving a coastal town from pirates, they offered anything short of money, which was all gone. He made them celebrate Village Day, dressing up like members of his lost family, including masks, every house having a dinner like he remembered his last dinner, every family singing the songs he remembered his mom singing. He always went back to that coastal town every year for Village Day.

 

[Doctor DM]

Well I could easily separate this into combat, role-playing, one-liner, amazing skill check, ect. But I'll just keep it to one.

Mine would be finding the lost dwarven city of Goldenforge, in order to remake a powerful magic sword on their rune-forge.

I flew a flying ship into the Northern Lights, survived an attack from HUGE flying monsters with mind affecting abilities, crashed the ship in to the top of a mountain, found the lost gateway into the city, held off an army of skeletons while the Runesmith in our crew reforged the sword, got the sword and annihilated the undead horde, and blew our way through a cave-in with magic explosives.

Yeah that's a lot, but all of that epicness was in one short play session.

 

[Wik]

My 2nd Edition wizard, who had just hit third level. The GM had been very stringent with spells, meaning I had a weird selection of spells to choose from (no sleep, no magic missile, no burning hands, etc). Our group found ourselves being railroaded towards a goblin quest. This goblin quest was hard, and we found ourselves fleeing goblins several times.

We had enough, and decided to cross a bridge spanning a deep chasm to see what was on the other side. The GM told us this was a bad idea, and kept trying to push us towards the goblin quest. We had had enough of being pushed around by traps we couldn't escape, though, and so decided to cross the bridge.

The GM threw an adult red dragon at us. It flew by the bridge once, warning us away. "I think I can take this, guys," I said. "Just follow my lead."

We rushed into the middle of the bridge, my third level mage holding his own as the dragon bore down upon him. "When I say run, run" he said, as the dragon got close.

Then he cast Web, anchoring the dragon's wings to one another. The dragon suddenly couldn't fly, and hurtled towards the bridge. We ran towards safety as the dragon slammed into the stone bridge, shattering it before falling to the ground below.

When it hit the ground, after careening off the canyon side, it was still alive, though struggling in the pile of rubble it found itself in. Naturally, we decided to roll boulders off the cliff to hit the dragon, with my wizard casting Enlarge on one particularly large boulder just before it fell, killing that poor dragon.

We spent the rest of the adventure trying to find the dragon's treasure trove, which if memory serves, the GM hastily rolled up. I remember he wasn't too pleased about our success, though.