Corinthi
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I've noticed a fair bit of variety in the character descriptions for our games, but that's just the sort of folks I play with.
My wife is rather fond of unusual characters with matching appearances. First, Fifi Le Mort Mechant was a female halforc Barbarian with a 14(!) charisma. She was also /really/ stupid and more than a touch psychotic. She was extremely attractive in a big boned, greenish sort of way. It was hilarious to watch her try to use her womanly charms to influence people. 'Me know you want Fifi. Fifi is very sexy. You be nice to Fifi and Fifi be nice to you.'
After Fifi she played WoWo, who was one of Fifi's many children. (It was a legacy game, so this isn't really out of bounds.) Wowo was a 1/4 Orc, 1/4 Human, 1/2 Halfling. Basically she was a strongheart halfling with greenish skin, oily hair, and a pig nose.
She also plays a number of cute, but woodsy gnomes, halflings, and faen.
Some of my favorite characters include Sir Reginald Weatherby, a potbellied Balding Wizard with spectacles and a hook nose. He actually had a decent Charisma, but it was all noble bearing and force of personality rather than appearance.
Sir Cyranoze de Bandersnatch Esq. was a 2E fighter/thief Swashbuckler who was very handsome. He was basically a shorter Gimble, dressed like a Musketeer with a small wheel on the end of his rapier sheath to keep it from dragging in the ground.
Laviter Elldawn is my bard I used to play for Living City. He was extremely pretty in a vaguely androgenous sort of way, complete with long blonde hair and slender build. Laviter was all about the bling and used to obsess over his clothing and jewelry.
And the ill fated Renn. Renn was a 3E Monte Cook Ranger Wild Elf with a 6 Charisma. He was a wilderness warrior who looked the part. A number of unpleasant scars, general lack of hygiene, twigs, leaves, and burrs mixed into his hair, and dull brown eyes. He rarely spoke in more than grunts and clipped phrases. He died miserably at 4th level when he successfully managed to track the DM's pet monk back to his hidey hole. The Monk 8/Thief 5 popped out of the hiding place, and killed me in a single flurry. (Stunning Fist+Sneak Attack is icky.) The DM seemed genuinely confused when myself and several of the players seemed a bit irked at the CR 13 attacking our 4th level party.
C'est la vie.
My wife is rather fond of unusual characters with matching appearances. First, Fifi Le Mort Mechant was a female halforc Barbarian with a 14(!) charisma. She was also /really/ stupid and more than a touch psychotic. She was extremely attractive in a big boned, greenish sort of way. It was hilarious to watch her try to use her womanly charms to influence people. 'Me know you want Fifi. Fifi is very sexy. You be nice to Fifi and Fifi be nice to you.'
After Fifi she played WoWo, who was one of Fifi's many children. (It was a legacy game, so this isn't really out of bounds.) Wowo was a 1/4 Orc, 1/4 Human, 1/2 Halfling. Basically she was a strongheart halfling with greenish skin, oily hair, and a pig nose.
She also plays a number of cute, but woodsy gnomes, halflings, and faen.
Some of my favorite characters include Sir Reginald Weatherby, a potbellied Balding Wizard with spectacles and a hook nose. He actually had a decent Charisma, but it was all noble bearing and force of personality rather than appearance.
Sir Cyranoze de Bandersnatch Esq. was a 2E fighter/thief Swashbuckler who was very handsome. He was basically a shorter Gimble, dressed like a Musketeer with a small wheel on the end of his rapier sheath to keep it from dragging in the ground.
Laviter Elldawn is my bard I used to play for Living City. He was extremely pretty in a vaguely androgenous sort of way, complete with long blonde hair and slender build. Laviter was all about the bling and used to obsess over his clothing and jewelry.
And the ill fated Renn. Renn was a 3E Monte Cook Ranger Wild Elf with a 6 Charisma. He was a wilderness warrior who looked the part. A number of unpleasant scars, general lack of hygiene, twigs, leaves, and burrs mixed into his hair, and dull brown eyes. He rarely spoke in more than grunts and clipped phrases. He died miserably at 4th level when he successfully managed to track the DM's pet monk back to his hidey hole. The Monk 8/Thief 5 popped out of the hiding place, and killed me in a single flurry. (Stunning Fist+Sneak Attack is icky.) The DM seemed genuinely confused when myself and several of the players seemed a bit irked at the CR 13 attacking our 4th level party.
C'est la vie.