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The best I've got is my lawful character being perfectly happy to steal from goblins, because goblins don't have rights.
Come to think of it, when I had to make a deal with that one goblin, I didn't even break it until he broke it first. That's clearly more respect than a goblin deserves.
Come to think of it, when I had to make a deal with that one goblin, I didn't even break it until he broke it first. That's clearly more respect than a goblin deserves.
I unfortunately cannot share the details because my gaming group all reads this site, and the backstory has too many secret bits. Ask in a few months?
Ever tamed a creature to become an animal helper.
Druids, Beastmasters, and similar classes don't count.
Druids, Beastmasters, and similar classes don't count.
It was a great end-capper for that one-shot adventure.
Licked to death. Probably one of the better ways to go out.
One adventure had our group going to talk to a local crime boss who had a few Wargs guarding his manor. They snarled at us a bit, so I used Charm Monster to get on someone's good side and intimidated the rest when the GM said I hadn't Charmed the alpha.
Considering I was the new Alpha, the GM ruled that the Charmed warg was going to follow me the rest of the adventure and if I ever was at a table he ran again I was allowed to bring the warg.
Considering I was the new Alpha, the GM ruled that the Charmed warg was going to follow me the rest of the adventure and if I ever was at a table he ran again I was allowed to bring the warg.
Once, in a fairly crazy sci-fi campaign, me and another player ended up taming a small horde of kangaroo/chicken/??? creatures, and caring more about them than our own safety. Each of them had their own name, and many of them where trained to do jobs, including (but not limited to) a mime, a photographer, a chef, a healer (who could only heal those creatures), a translator, a mechanic, and an accountant (who ended up in charge of the entire party's money). We ended up having replacements for all the other party members, and bought several of them body armour to help keep them safe, and if I recall correctly at one point I ended up sitting on top of the truck we were driving so that they wouldn't be too cramped.
In the death-march neverending module of death, we fought our way to bottom of a monastery where some ogre mages were hiding, and ran into some winter wolves trapped in a prison as a sort of trap -- they'd breathe cold on anyone who walked past because they were pissy about being imprisoned.
Our oracle diplomacied them into joining the fight on our side. One of them survived the battle against the ogres, and ended up following us halfway around the world (although he wasn't very helpful, really).
I was playing a summoner and had a charmed grizzly bear, but I don't know if that counts. We had them ride together in the cargo wagon.
Our oracle diplomacied them into joining the fight on our side. One of them survived the battle against the ogres, and ended up following us halfway around the world (although he wasn't very helpful, really).
I was playing a summoner and had a charmed grizzly bear, but I don't know if that counts. We had them ride together in the cargo wagon.
My brother-in-law was playing a Green Ronin version of a Psychic in an otherwise normal D&D campaign.
The DM was not prepared.
A standard practice for Morgaine Silverwebb (the Psychic in question) was to mind-whammy a foe to make them sleep, then, over the course of a day, brainwash them into thinking that they had always been her best friend. Or in the case of the ten-headed cryohydra of legend, raised it from an egg.
The DM was not prepared.
A standard practice for Morgaine Silverwebb (the Psychic in question) was to mind-whammy a foe to make them sleep, then, over the course of a day, brainwash them into thinking that they had always been her best friend. Or in the case of the ten-headed cryohydra of legend, raised it from an egg.
EDIT - Oh, she has an 18 Diplomacy due to stacking various modifiers. Nice.
Also rolled a 17.
I've been trying to think of ideas for guest comics... unfortunately I'm not particularly creative when it comes to humor. I find my moments of hilarity are rather spontaneous.
The art is really what sells me on it, though. It's fantastic.
Though the true art is finding the right selection of caps and putting them together.
I'm not currently jonesing for a huge hiatus, so this upcoming intermission will only be as long as you people make it. If all I get is three pages, I'll just run three pages and then move on to the next arc. Hope for more, though!
Guidelines for guest comics can be found here, and the deadline will be August 15th - a bit more than three weeks from now, and coincidentally my birthday.