Heh. Fair enough. Spoiler for D&D-related wall of text, don't read if you're only here for Dwarf Fortress ;3
I actually lied there, I played a Drow Rogue exactly once. And cheesed the fuck out of an encounter. Our party included an Elven Druid or something like that. We were trying to get into a Goblin fortress, protected by wolves and stuff. We managed to get the drop on a patrol of two goblins, killed one, I used nonlethal damage to subdue his friend. I tell the Elf to go off into the woods and look for a poisonous mushroom, my excuse being "it'll help me interrogate this guy so we can find out what's ahead." She goes off to look for it. In the meantime, I interrogate the little fucker just fine by myself (turns out Drow have a REALLY high Intimidate, and shoving a knife into someone's face doesn't hurt that any), find out exactly what's waiting for us, and then proceed to peel off the Goblin's skin and carve him up into a pile of juicy Goblin Bites (TM). Elf comes back with the mushrooms, is shocked. I take the mushrooms, use them to poison the goblin carcass, then toss the meat into the valley where the fort entrance is. The wolves eat it because free steak. Cue several hours of stealth checks to ensure that they're unconscious, at which point we sneak in and Coup de Grace everything. It was glorious. We never played another game with that party (for unrelated reasons, I assure you).
But my favorite character of all times has to be the Necromancer/Warlord I made for a campaign a friend of mine set up. I was the best roleplayer in the group, so I ended up getting away with tons of awesome shit. For example, Necromancers can use a spell to conjure a storm of bone shards. I convinced the DM to let me use that on the bones while they were STILL INSIDE someone's body. End result? He explodes everywhere and his now-splintered bones smack his friend all the way across the room. Later on in that dungeon, the ceiling caves in, trapping half of our party in a room with the Boss (a higher-level necromancer) and the other half outside. I challenge the other necromancer to a necromantic duel, figuring I'll use it as an excuse to get everyone inside the room, then have them join the battle at the opportune moment. That never happened. I won the duel. Against a Necromancer four times my level (I was lvl 1, he was lvl 4). I got his Artifact staff, and the ability to summon a Skeleton minion. A few encounters later, we're fighting a Dragon. I decide to try Strip Soul on the thing. I roll a 1, which the DM decided means that I'm ripped out of my body and tossed into the Dragon's where it'll try to eat my soul. I beat it on EVERY SINGLE WILL CHECK (this isn't unusual, in an earlier game where I was the dumb-as-bricks melee beat-stick in a party full of magical goodness, I passed all the Will saves where everyone else failed), and decided to tell my Skeleton minion to pick up my staff so it could use one of its abilities to help me out. It picks up the staff. My DM starts playing the Pokemon evolution music on his laptop. My humble skeleton evolved into a fucking DRACOLICH (watered-down, of course, but still. SKELETON. DRAGON). Later on, we come across a door. We can hear some sort of sound coming from the door, but there doesn't seem to be any lock that we can pick. I knock on the door. It opens. There's the disembodied head of a little girl in there. Everyone else is like "Dude, you're gonna get us fucking killed, we've gotta get out of here!" I convince the girl to join up with us, and stick her in my Dracolich's rib-cage to protect her. She fuses with my Dragon.
That campaign ended with one of our "players" (he actually filled in for a Shardmind until the Shardmind's player came back, so we decided that he was an independent shard of the Shardmind's mind) mind-jacking a common enemy in an area where we were (DM says "OK, this ruin is filled with every elemental there is." "Can I mind-jack one of them?" "Yeah, sure, why not? Roll for it." "20. I mind-jack a Surprise Elemental."), becoming a Deity who my second character (the revenge-obsessed sister of my first character, the Avenger who killed him after he killed his parents because they were a Cleric and a Paladin of the God we were sworn to destroy) worshiped.
We also had a half-Dwarf Luchador and a Dragonborn who seduced EVERYTHING (and fathered a Tiefling that was prophesied to destroy the world)... Yeah, it's a long story.
Also, yeah, Peregarrett has an amazing ability to pick the right Dorf for us, doesn't he?
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Topic: Murdermachines - Return of the VoidGod (Deathgate II) (Read 828132 times)