Your first character


log in or register to remove this ad


2e human ranger who actually used archery more than two-weapon fighting (apparently he was before his time :)). Killed orcs. Killed giant spiders. Explored a magical tower with his companions and found a weird sword made of sand. Never died, since the DM got tired of DMing and someone else started a campaign.
 

Krieg said:
Moldavy basic set.

A Dwarf named Thorin (I was 9 and didn't know any better, so sue me).

*tosses Krieg a salute*

Mine was a halfling named Pippin (another not-very-original 9-year-old, who'd just finished reading LotR). First adventure was "Creature of the Rhyll" from an early Dragon magazine. I've still got his character sheet around, somewhere ... retired around 4th level, IIRC when I switched to AD&D.

My younger sister played a dwarf named "Dorf". :)
 

Hawkmoon (ohh, the creativity) an elf from the red boxed set. Went through the dungeon deseigned for the fighter in the set (where the cleric dies and you try to fight snakes and the magic-user).

Most of the 2e characters were evolutions of 1e characters--I made a clean break for 3e and played Seran, a Ranger/Diviner (aka a Bounty Hunter).
 

Ebon Seeker - a do gooder with the heart of "Brave Sir Robin" met his end after nearly a decade of continious play when he attempted to yank one of the Crowns of Might from the head on Lendor the Lich-Lord from the old Lich Lords module by Mayfair.

May he be well remembered.
 

1st Level Druid in AD&D 2nd Ed. "Dendrael Domoni", a brutally pragmatic 'latin' for "father of the trees". Spent the first encounter (having never role played before) watching the party get beat up by some some wolves because he was 'supposed' to help, but I had no idea that I controlled him, and was waiting for the DM to introduce me.

Made it to level 11, w/ enough XP to challenge an another druid for 12th (for those who recall AD&D). First session was over 10 years ago, he died about 4 years ago, long after the campaign had actually wound up, but the DM finally collapsed to my nagging an decided to restart the epic. It was on a solo adventure designed to set up the new campaign !

Rassilon.
 

Oogdar, orc or halforc or something like that Barbarian. He had trained with a bard to learn some party tricks. He could throw his voice and liked to do so to pretend that things were alive.

Like...

"Hey you, yeah you! it's me, the bush, come over here" (all said from 15' away from the bush).

He had a really, really low Wisdom. Then he got it drained further. It got to the point that he fell for his own voice throwing trick and 'adopted' a rock that he thought had spoken to him.

Odd game, but we played with no dice or books, at lunch in Jr. High School. Fun times !

-Tatsu
 

After sleeping on it .....
TeSeR a basic wizard who started off fighting A dragon from the Monster Manual - used a sleep spell and slit its throat. (coup du gras as HR) he migrated to AD&D as soon as I learned the difference - and it was published, I remember buying the books as they came out.
He used a phantasmal killer scroll to kill Tiamat, and was promoted to 30th level - where he retired and built a castle, that I drew. with rooms for all his adventurer friends, with different colored carpets.
It was just me and my older sister playing, and I think her characters got rooms in the castle as well.
 

Ah, it was back in January of 2001 (or so) and I was watching a 3e Play-By-IRC game some of my friends online were playing. After lots of "You should play!" I decided that hey, what the hell, I'll give this D&D thing a shot. They sent me a SRD and I read over it.

I made C. Dekar, a naive NG gnome sorcerer, starting at Lv4. (If you look at my username you'll notice how I came up with his name, but my characters since have had more original names.) The DM let me have a tiny earth elemental as my familiar, and naturally I gave him the name Softy (stats from the Spellbook). Softy was a small ball of rock with arms and legs, and had a permanent :D as his face.

In one of his first battles he almost got killed by a troll because I wasn't quite familiar with the 5' step and full attack rules, though the DM let me move back retroactively. Other memories include:

* Acting nice to a drow because I didn't really understand what drow were (though she was in fact good).
* Playing pranks on Silent, the mute PC monk while resting at an inn to try to cheer him up.
* Mourning the death of Gnome Ann, a woman who he had grown attached to and got killed in a Cloudkill. He vowed vengance on whoever killed her. (Anybody who's played Quest for Glory V: yes, it's a reference to her. The aforementioned drow was named Katrina after the character from QfG4, too.)
* Dusting a wall in the necromancer's lair with Prestidigitation because it was so dusty.
* Impulsively licking the face of the high priestess of Pelor after he was Polymorphed into a dog in battle.

Ah, were good times. He lasted until Lv9 when the DM got burned out and stopped the game. Since then, it's been about four years and my soul has been sucked into this hobby. That's more than I can say for... well, any other hobby I've ever had.
 

Remove ads

Top