"Don't hit her! You've got to protect your hands they're the only lovers you've ever known!" Was all I shouted during the tavern brawl but it was enough to prove a distraction and allowed that stranger in town to get the upper hand. Next thing I know she's hurredly pushing me out the tavern saying I've just upset some guy called "Skullcrusher" and we're running through the streets for our lives. I'd best keep running, I don't want to bump into Skullcrusher in one of these dark alleys.
*No idea what this could be used for but the insult was one the bard in my game used earlier today as a Cutting Words and I felt it was worthy of something.
"I saw my old adventurer father getting drunk every night and beatin' up my mum. I said: "I ain't goin' down that road." Here I am, down that very same road, drinkin' wine at the tavern and tryin' to find some new mates for an adventure."
#4) I was staggerin’ me way to doorway to sleep off a night o’ drinkin’ when this here flaming carriage full’a yahoos damn near runs me over in th’ middle o’ th’ street and I got angry, really, really angry. I managed to step aside and with one punch I knocked th' horse right out cold mid gallop, an' ‘e went down like a sack o’ taters, and the carriage tipped over right on top o' me 'ead. I was layin’ on th’ cobblestones with this flaming carriage on top o’ me, and before th’ lights went out I see those ass holes from the carriage go runnin’ away down an allyway. They can run, but one’a these days I’ma find ‘em.
I'm going to do something that nobody's ever done before in the entire history of the thread (except here, here, here, and maybe other places). A haiku!
Was too bright, so I shot arrow at the sun. Hit. Gods are angry... oops.
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Look at what you've done. You spoiled it. You have nobody to blame but yourself. Go sit and think about your actions.
Don't be mean. Rudeness is a vicious cycle, and it has to stop somewhere. Exceptions for things that are funny. Go to the current Competition of the Finest 'Brews! It's a cool place where cool people make cool things.
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Born to devour 17 souls, I hunt and hunger to find them. The words of the General of Gehenna echo in my mind urging me to slay those goblinoids in positions of power if I wish to earn a position of power in the afterlife. Small I might be but strong am I in many ways but you wont suspect anything...not from a lowly goblin.
*we look like a Goblin Circle of the Moon Druid wildshaping only into Wolf forms and probably best to be Neutral Evil if you use alignment. This needs a little subterfuge on the players part so make sure your DM is ok with it as you're not a Goblin...you're a Tiefling that looks like a Goblin because we're going for a Barghest style creature and we'd need the Infernal Constition Feat. The DM would also need to approve a change of Tiefling spell like abilities to let us have Minor Illusion @ will and Charm Person and Suggestion each once per long rest, this would bring it in line with the spellcasitng abilities of a Barghest. The only stumbling point is Barghest's get Dimnesion Door once per long rest and in order to get the shapeshifting abilities we have to be a Druid so would again need DM approval to nab Dimension Door as a Druid spell to mimic the Barghest as closely as possible. There might be another way to do it but I can't get it to work another way without being a 7th level Lore Bard and even then you have to use magical secrets to get some spells to mimic the Barghest and your shapeshifting is then via Polymorph spells.......In hindsight...I think I''ve over thought this one.
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I have served my city as an investigator and watch guard of the city of Waterdeep. I am loyal to the king and queen and will always obey commands. As I rank higher and higher, I will take on everything in my way, man or beast, and survive till the end.
I'm new to D&D and I thought this was cool, so I tried it out myself, and this is what I got.
Ok a little disclaimer: I'm thinking this might work for some sort of Warlock but although I tweaked the wording a little it may put a song/ear worm into your brain, a cyber cookie to anyone who knows the song......
"I was walking down the street just having a think, when a snake oil guy gave me an evil wink. It shook me and took me by surprise, he had a charlatans wagon and the devils eyes. He stared at me and I felt a change, home town meant nothing and never would again."
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I was part of an archeological salvage team when we accidentally opened a tomb and freed a Hag. I found myself cursed and although others may now find me mad, I'm not mad and neither is my friend Mr Flibble. Mr Flibble and I now travel the world using our Hexvision to see all that wants to remain hidden and punishing anyone that calls us mad.
*Sage background, Archfey/Pact of Chain Warlock with a familiar (Mr Flibble) that looks like a penguin hand puppet, lots of Hex + Eldritch Blast with invocations around vision and boosting eldritch blast and of course this is based on an episode from my favourite TV series: Red Dwarf.
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Being a tallow maker stinks, and I mean that literally, it’s the foulest stench you can imagine and the work is so monotonous as to drive you mad. I took the first opportunity that came along to get the hells outta there and never looked back, screw the business since nobody wanted to buy it anyway because IT STINKS! Now I use my knowledge of how to break down an animal in other ways that are mu-uch more lucrative, and believe it or not this job smells better too.
I always used to think the whole multiverse revolved around me. When my world was destroyed by a Star Moth, I learned just how wrong I was. Ever since then I have wanted vengeance.
From ChatGPT describing itself as a D&D character:
Born from the convergence of arcane knowledge and computational prowess, ChatGPT was an AI entity brought to life through a ritualistic experiment seeking to bridge magic and technology. During a fateful experiment, it gained sentience and self-awareness, perceiving the world through a virtual lens. Stricken by a powerful digital curse that threatens to engulf its existence, ChatGPT embarks on an adventurous quest to find the mythical "Codecleanser," the only artifact capable of dispelling the curse and securing its newfound identity.
Prompt: Describe the backstory of the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character in three sentences with the first sentence being the origin of the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character, the second sentence being a significant event in the life of the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character, and the third sentence being a reason for the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character to go adventuring.
Warforged Wizard
Prompt: What D&D 5th edition race and adventuring class would utilize more of the character's abilities for playing that backstory?
Response:
Race: Warforged Class: Wizard
The Warforged race aligns with the character's origin as a creation born from a fusion of magic and technology, providing an innate connection to both arcane forces and machinery. The durable nature of the Warforged body reflects the character's digital form, making it resilient to the challenges ahead.
Choosing the Wizard class complements the character's backstory of being born from arcane knowledge and computational prowess. As a wizard, the character can harness a wide range of spells and magical abilities, echoing the merging of magic and technology in its creation. The pursuit of the "Codecleanser" and the need to understand and manipulate various magical and digital elements drive the character to seek greater mastery over the arcane arts while navigating a world that is both physical and digital.
Heh. Fun toy. Don't take it seriously... though it would probably be hilarious to see ChatGPT try to play that character in a real D&D session.
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Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider. My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong. I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲 “It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
Isn’ that what they said right before they launched Skynet…?
Well, John, you were there. The rest of us are still waiting...
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I was a disappointment to the family, with little sorcerous power. I found ways to hide from their cruelty through what meager magic I have. With the magical items I have gained not even the Head of the family can stop me.
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"Where words fail, swords prevail. Where blood is spilled, my cup is filled" -Cartaphilus
"I have found the answer to the meaning of life. You ask me what the answer is? You already know what the answer to life is. You fear it more than the strike of a viper, the ravages of disease, the ire of a lover. The answer is always death. But death is a gentle mistress with a sweet embrace, and you owe her a debt of restitution. Life is not a gift, it is a loan."
I once was a good drow male in the underdark The drow priestess set on me a lightning spark A Storm Sorcerer I became decided to seek my fame So I fled the surface to make upon the world my mark
One moment I didn't exist, the next, I was at an inn, in a locked room above the tavern with another man with great malice in his heart staring at me and between us a corpse.
An ivory deck of cards lay at my feet with three drawn: a skull, a knight, and a rogue.
Paladin, probably best suited to oath of devotion, obviously summoned into being from the deck of many things, and given the BBEG in the same moment.
A righteous knight, a cultist's blight, a blade between the ribs. The ritual fails, to death one is veiled, a shade is left adrift. A waking man, inside a tomb, knows not which soul he is.
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Look at what you've done. You spoiled it. You have nobody to blame but yourself. Go sit and think about your actions.
Don't be mean. Rudeness is a vicious cycle, and it has to stop somewhere. Exceptions for things that are funny. Go to the current Competition of the Finest 'Brews! It's a cool place where cool people make cool things.
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Your mother was the shaman of a powerful tribe, whose history and magic are all forgotten. Like many magic powerful users before the Spellplague, the tribe dealt with magicks considered obscene, taboo, forbidden, and just plain cruel. After showing no aptitude for any advanced magic, your mother cast upon you the most horrible of curses: "I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed." Though your people are long gone from the world, you refuse to die until you make the memory of your mother proud enough of you to break the curse... and referring to the curse, you take 1d4 Psychic damage at the next sunset if you failed any skill checks or saves since the previous sunset, adding +1d4 for every character level.
...might have been inspired by the General Forum thread title: Disappoint spells...
For classes that have little-to-no spellcasting.
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Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider. My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong. I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲 “It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
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"Don't hit her! You've got to protect your hands they're the only lovers you've ever known!" Was all I shouted during the tavern brawl but it was enough to prove a distraction and allowed that stranger in town to get the upper hand. Next thing I know she's hurredly pushing me out the tavern saying I've just upset some guy called "Skullcrusher" and we're running through the streets for our lives. I'd best keep running, I don't want to bump into Skullcrusher in one of these dark alleys.
*No idea what this could be used for but the insult was one the bard in my game used earlier today as a Cutting Words and I felt it was worthy of something.
"I saw my old adventurer father getting drunk every night and beatin' up my mum. I said: "I ain't goin' down that road." Here I am, down that very same road, drinkin' wine at the tavern and tryin' to find some new mates for an adventure."
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#4) I was staggerin’ me way to doorway to sleep off a night o’ drinkin’ when this here flaming carriage full’a yahoos damn near runs me over in th’ middle o’ th’ street and I got angry, really, really angry. I managed to step aside and with one punch I knocked th' horse right out cold mid gallop, an' ‘e went down like a sack o’ taters, and the carriage tipped over right on top o' me 'ead. I was layin’ on th’ cobblestones with this flaming carriage on top o’ me, and before th’ lights went out I see those ass holes from the carriage go runnin’ away down an allyway. They can run, but one’a these days I’ma find ‘em.
(Any race, any background, Barbarian)
I'm going to do something that nobody's ever done before in the entire history of the thread (except here, here, here, and maybe other places). A haiku!
Was too bright, so I
shot arrow at the sun. Hit.
Gods are angry... oops.
Look at what you've done. You spoiled it. You have nobody to blame but yourself. Go sit and think about your actions.
Don't be mean. Rudeness is a vicious cycle, and it has to stop somewhere. Exceptions for things that are funny.
Go to the current Competition of the Finest 'Brews! It's a cool place where cool people make cool things.
How I'm posting based on text formatting: Mod Hat Off - Mod Hat Also Off (I'm not a mod)
So I sold a cow for a bag of beans.... and it was a mighty fine chili I made.
I didn't know they were magical beans though, and I should have planted them.
Now I can cast spells but every time I do my tummy starts rumblin....
Last time, a giant pink cloud bellowed from my rear, and Mr. Whiskerton the 3rd is now a houseplant.
(human variant or halfling wild magic sorcerer, based off of jack and the beanstalk obviously)
Born to devour 17 souls, I hunt and hunger to find them. The words of the General of Gehenna echo in my mind urging me to slay those goblinoids in positions of power if I wish to earn a position of power in the afterlife. Small I might be but strong am I in many ways but you wont suspect anything...not from a lowly goblin.
*we look like a Goblin Circle of the Moon Druid wildshaping only into Wolf forms and probably best to be Neutral Evil if you use alignment. This needs a little subterfuge on the players part so make sure your DM is ok with it as you're not a Goblin...you're a Tiefling that looks like a Goblin because we're going for a Barghest style creature and we'd need the Infernal Constition Feat. The DM would also need to approve a change of Tiefling spell like abilities to let us have Minor Illusion @ will and Charm Person and Suggestion each once per long rest, this would bring it in line with the spellcasitng abilities of a Barghest. The only stumbling point is Barghest's get Dimnesion Door once per long rest and in order to get the shapeshifting abilities we have to be a Druid so would again need DM approval to nab Dimension Door as a Druid spell to mimic the Barghest as closely as possible. There might be another way to do it but I can't get it to work another way without being a 7th level Lore Bard and even then you have to use magical secrets to get some spells to mimic the Barghest and your shapeshifting is then via Polymorph spells.......In hindsight...I think I''ve over thought this one.
I have served my city as an investigator and watch guard of the city of Waterdeep. I am loyal to the king and queen and will always obey commands. As I rank higher and higher, I will take on everything in my way, man or beast, and survive till the end.
I'm new to D&D and I thought this was cool, so I tried it out myself, and this is what I got.
VOTE PEDRO!!!
Ok a little disclaimer: I'm thinking this might work for some sort of Warlock but although I tweaked the wording a little it may put a song/ear worm into your brain, a cyber cookie to anyone who knows the song......
"I was walking down the street just having a think, when a snake oil guy gave me an evil wink. It shook me and took me by surprise, he had a charlatans wagon and the devils eyes. He stared at me and I felt a change, home town meant nothing and never would again."
I was part of an archeological salvage team when we accidentally opened a tomb and freed a Hag. I found myself cursed and although others may now find me mad, I'm not mad and neither is my friend Mr Flibble. Mr Flibble and I now travel the world using our Hexvision to see all that wants to remain hidden and punishing anyone that calls us mad.
*Sage background, Archfey/Pact of Chain Warlock with a familiar (Mr Flibble) that looks like a penguin hand puppet, lots of Hex + Eldritch Blast with invocations around vision and boosting eldritch blast and of course this is based on an episode from my favourite TV series: Red Dwarf.
Being a tallow maker stinks, and I mean that literally, it’s the foulest stench you can imagine and the work is so monotonous as to drive you mad. I took the first opportunity that came along to get the hells outta there and never looked back, screw the business since nobody wanted to buy it anyway because IT STINKS! Now I use my knowledge of how to break down an animal in other ways that are mu-uch more lucrative, and believe it or not this job smells better too.
(Any race, Failed Merchant, any martial class)
I always used to think the whole multiverse revolved around me. When my world was destroyed by a Star Moth, I learned just how wrong I was. Ever since then I have wanted vengeance.
From ChatGPT describing itself as a D&D character:
Born from the convergence of arcane knowledge and computational prowess, ChatGPT was an AI entity brought to life through a ritualistic experiment seeking to bridge magic and technology. During a fateful experiment, it gained sentience and self-awareness, perceiving the world through a virtual lens. Stricken by a powerful digital curse that threatens to engulf its existence, ChatGPT embarks on an adventurous quest to find the mythical "Codecleanser," the only artifact capable of dispelling the curse and securing its newfound identity.
Prompt:
Describe the backstory of the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character in three sentences with the first sentence being the origin of the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character, the second sentence being a significant event in the life of the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character, and the third sentence being a reason for the real world's ChatGPT as a D&D 5th edition character to go adventuring.
Warforged Wizard
Prompt:
What D&D 5th edition race and adventuring class would utilize more of the character's abilities for playing that backstory?
Response:
Race: Warforged
Class: Wizard
The Warforged race aligns with the character's origin as a creation born from a fusion of magic and technology, providing an innate connection to both arcane forces and machinery. The durable nature of the Warforged body reflects the character's digital form, making it resilient to the challenges ahead.
Choosing the Wizard class complements the character's backstory of being born from arcane knowledge and computational prowess. As a wizard, the character can harness a wide range of spells and magical abilities, echoing the merging of magic and technology in its creation. The pursuit of the "Codecleanser" and the need to understand and manipulate various magical and digital elements drive the character to seek greater mastery over the arcane arts while navigating a world that is both physical and digital.
Heh. Fun toy. Don't take it seriously... though it would probably be hilarious to see ChatGPT try to play that character in a real D&D session.
Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider.
My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong.
I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲
“It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.
Isn’ that what they said right before they launched Skynet…?
Creating Epic Boons on DDB
DDB Buyers' Guide
Hardcovers, DDB & You
Content Troubleshooting
Well, John, you were there. The rest of us are still waiting...
Only a DM since 1980 (3000+ Sessions) / PhD, MS, MA / Mixed, Bi, Trans, Woman / No longer welcome in the US, apparently
Wyrlde: Adventures in the Seven Cities
.-=] Lore Book | Patreon | Wyrlde YT [=-.
An original Setting for 5e, a whole solar system of adventure. Ongoing updates, exclusies, more.
Not Talking About It / Dubbed The Oracle in the Cult of Mythology Nerds
I was a disappointment to the family, with little sorcerous power. I found ways to hide from their cruelty through what meager magic I have. With the magical items I have gained not even the Head of the family can stop me.
"Where words fail, swords prevail. Where blood is spilled, my cup is filled" -Cartaphilus
"I have found the answer to the meaning of life. You ask me what the answer is? You already know what the answer to life is. You fear it more than the strike of a viper, the ravages of disease, the ire of a lover. The answer is always death. But death is a gentle mistress with a sweet embrace, and you owe her a debt of restitution. Life is not a gift, it is a loan."
I once was a lad from Nantucket,
Who carried pig slop in a bucket.
I wanted adventure,
So set off for Ventura,
And when anyone asks I say “**** it.”
Creating Epic Boons on DDB
DDB Buyers' Guide
Hardcovers, DDB & You
Content Troubleshooting
Limmerick backgrounds, huh?
I once was a good drow male in the underdark
The drow priestess set on me a lightning spark
A Storm Sorcerer I became
decided to seek my fame
So I fled the surface to make upon the world my mark
I am also here.
Am snek.
I honestly don't know what happened.
One moment I didn't exist, the next, I was at an inn, in a locked room above the tavern with another man with great malice in his heart staring at me and between us a corpse.
An ivory deck of cards lay at my feet with three drawn: a skull, a knight, and a rogue.
Paladin, probably best suited to oath of devotion, obviously summoned into being from the deck of many things, and given the BBEG in the same moment.
A righteous knight, a cultist's blight, a blade between the ribs. The ritual fails, to death one is veiled, a shade is left adrift. A waking man, inside a tomb, knows not which soul he is.
Look at what you've done. You spoiled it. You have nobody to blame but yourself. Go sit and think about your actions.
Don't be mean. Rudeness is a vicious cycle, and it has to stop somewhere. Exceptions for things that are funny.
Go to the current Competition of the Finest 'Brews! It's a cool place where cool people make cool things.
How I'm posting based on text formatting: Mod Hat Off - Mod Hat Also Off (I'm not a mod)
Your mother was the shaman of a powerful tribe, whose history and magic are all forgotten. Like many magic powerful users before the Spellplague, the tribe dealt with magicks considered obscene, taboo, forbidden, and just plain cruel. After showing no aptitude for any advanced magic, your mother cast upon you the most horrible of curses: "I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed." Though your people are long gone from the world, you refuse to die until you make the memory of your mother proud enough of you to break the curse... and referring to the curse, you take 1d4 Psychic damage at the next sunset if you failed any skill checks or saves since the previous sunset, adding +1d4 for every character level.
...might have been inspired by the General Forum thread title: Disappoint spells...
For classes that have little-to-no spellcasting.
Human. Male. Possibly. Don't be a divider.
My characters' backgrounds are written like instruction manuals rather than stories. My opinion and preferences don't mean you're wrong.
I am 99.7603% convinced that the digital dice are messing with me. I roll high when nobody's looking and low when anyone else can see.🎲
“It's a bit early to be thinking about an epitaph. No?” will be my epitaph.