some stupid ideas for dnd characters while i fight depression and boredom:
half elf, half tabaxi, full asshole
demon pretending to be a tiefling
doppelganger who took over someone’s life but had no idea they were an adventurer or into shady shit and is having a lot of trouble with trying to keep his identity up
some more:
monk that is DEFINITELY not saitama from opm but beefier
orc bard with low charisma and gets very nervous around cute people
someone who doesn’t have a tragic backstory. their parents are alive and well, they write to them all the time about their adventures, and their parents support their adventuring and send them things they might need
low intelligence wizard
low intelligence female barbarian whos just here for a good time
a cleric or warlock who’s married to their patron and very in love
warlock whose patron is their parent and they’re basically studying abroad on the human plane
a ranger whose companion is actually the ranger, but their bodies got switched
If you wanna use one of these lmk and send me updates on them
A human who’s from a family of tieflings. Someone in the family made a deal with a demon and the magic got weirded out so much it turned them human.
a druid who is just poison ivy, or dresses just like her
Dragonborn who look like crocodiles and speak with a southern accent
Shardmind or warforged who speaks like GLaDOS
Gunslinger dragonborn, but instead of using a gun, they shoot bullets from their mouth in a breath attack
A bard who uses an omatone
A timid human who looks like ur run of the mill wizard or librarian, but turns out to be a barbarian. All their rage comes from thinking about people who’ve bullied him or thinking about library late fees
I one time did a campaign in DND where the entire party woke up in a trash heap, memories wiped, when a man in shining white armor approached them. He helped them up, healed them, and helped them escape what was essentially the dump and find their way into the sunlight. He told them of the tale of a wicked king of immense power who bargained for his abilities from a demon, hoping to save his kingdom, and succumbed to the evil after his wife died. The wife had a pearl necklace, and it was the man’s duty to find those pearls, because they held a magic in them that could defeat the king.
This particular NPC was startlingly overpowered at first, right a long the levels of 6 while everyone else was just starting out, and he helped them along in the most dire situations, healing, defeating, and even resurrecting for them. There would be periods where he would be gone, and the party would have to face a crypt full of mummies together, or dive into the deepest parts of the ocean and retrieve these milky white pearls that would give them the ability to help their friend and defeat the wicked king. Slowly, their memories came back to them, and that was a stark comfort for them, but the entire time, there seemed to be a piece missing.
After they retrieved 5 pearls (they broke the 6th one), they journied with the man to the wicked king’s castle, and fought their way through endless ranks of guards, undead, demons, and even a lich, until they made their way to the sacred bed chamber of the king, that they all remembered the story of from before they had awoken in that garbage pile. They opened the doors, only to find it empty, save the usual furniture, marred by scratches and the ancient scrawl of demons. The man in the white armor sighed and walked into the bedroom.
And his armor changed from white to pitch black, and the whole party remembered suddenly. That was the face of the wicked king, the face that smiled at them whenever he healed them, the face that looked stern as they suggested stupids things to find the pearls. Apparently, in lapses of the demon’s control, the king had found a way to set him self up for defeat, by bringing his wive’s pearls along with brave, powerful warriors. Every absence he felt was where he had to return to the demon’s control and become the wicked king again, but he was determined to fight himself, to rid his own evil from the world, to end this curse of immortality and see his loved one again.
I made the party fight the final boss, and they saw the eyes of a friend.
They all cried, and I am no longer allowed to DM for them.
Some photos of my kenku costume at Anthrocon 2016, taken by @adammillerstudio! Oh boy did I ever have a lot of fun! The other raven in these photos is @qawstume and the snowy owl we are mobbing is @crystumes, who made both of the blanks that we used for our masks.
Dungeons and Dragons, but your character must be a self insert, and class is determined by your current abilities
Barbarian Must have a demonstrable temper, go off I guess Bard Must be able to play an instrument Cleric Must be involved in a religious organization Druid Must have demonstrable knowledge of, or passion for nature Fighter Must beat the DM in physical combat (hope your DM’s a wimp) Monk Must practice a martial art Paladin Must have a cause that one actively supports Ranger Must be able to fire a kind of ranged weapon accurately Rogue Must sneak up on the DM (Hard mode: steal their dice) Sorcerer Must have a powerful family heirloom Warlock Must work for a powerful entity (Corporations, The Government) Wizard Must have a College Degree or a 3.0 GPA
If you can’t be any of these you start as a commoner, and may become one of these classes when you finally satisfy these conditions.
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