All this D&D talk is making me nostalgic as fuck. I played with my brothers for a couple years. I had two characters:
Ptolemy, Paladin of Tyr who was the stereotypical stick-up-his-ass type (this was way back in the AD&D 2e days when Paladins had to be Lawful Good).
Allune Innsbrooke, wizard whose main hobby was taking bits and pieces of the monsters we killed as souvenirs because they could probably be used as ingredients for some kind of magic item. He smelled bad, and looked greasy and disheveled most of the time.
Allune was really fun to play. Under all the hair and grime was a pretty cunning guy whose moral compas was slightly askew from everybody else's.
Ptolemy, Paladin of Tyr who was the stereotypical stick-up-his-ass type (this was way back in the AD&D 2e days when Paladins had to be Lawful Good).
Allune Innsbrooke, wizard whose main hobby was taking bits and pieces of the monsters we killed as souvenirs because they could probably be used as ingredients for some kind of magic item. He smelled bad, and looked greasy and disheveled most of the time.
Allune was really fun to play. Under all the hair and grime was a pretty cunning guy whose moral compas was slightly askew from everybody else's.
"I was thirsty for everything, but blood wasn't my style" - Live, "Voodoo Lady"
