So, I’m several weeks into my first D&D game, and last night we reached Epic Level. I started last night as a silver-brow human, and ended it as a half-fey, half-dragon. I got a spell that allows me to wish for things, so we camped out and made really sick, broken, brilliant characters.
So, here is a description of the party.
“Dad” is a half-fiend lynch – he is wearing a long black robe, and black cowl and has huge bat wings. If he lifts his hood he has pointy teeth, horns and empty eye sockets with red lights in them, and a rolled up scroll of paper stored in one eye. He also has two apprentices, one with a cowl, and one with a cloak. Oh, and an army of the undead following him, including (but not limited to) a bebalith, 2 giants, a ghost haunting it’s statue, and Bob, a skeleton with a tower sheild.
“Cat” was once a cat, but mysteriously transformed into a human, and then into a were-human. His natural form is a polar bear, but he can change into a human.
“Eric/Mort” is a half-celestial monk. He has golden eyes, brilliant white feathered wings, and looks incredibly beautiful. As a monk with a vow of poverty, he carries a staff and wears a loin cloth.
“Rosie”, or “The Dark Rose” as he prefers to be known, missed out on the wish session, and is currently just a Rouge with a stupidly high hide skill. This means that no-one actually knows what he looks like.
“Elia”, my character is a half-sand dragon, half-fey. She is covered in a irredescent golden scales, with golden split-pupiled eyes and long black hair with a silver streak in it. She has butterfly wings in gold, sandy brown, chocolate brown and brilliant red. And is followed by a puppy, a kitten, a gekko and a chicken.
The sixth member of our party “mum” is currently 5 by 5 by 5 blob of potentiality having lost her character sheet. She contributes to the adventure by making sarcastic comments.
This is one of the times I really, really wish I could draw…
Unfortunatly “wish” doesn’t work in reality.