Sounds like a fun character to play. The next thing to concentrate on is what does this entity want with her? Why save her? Is it actually really weak and needed a body? Are these nightmares from people from her past lineage who are fighting to get her back? If so can we meet one of these characters in the campaign?
All things to ask your DM about. The story will just flow from there and I guarantee they will appreciate it. - A forever DM
I’ve played maybe a dozen characters, but the one I always want to go back to is my DND4 runepriest. I’m not sure why, I don’t think DND4 is particularly good, but that class just felt so fun for me
I don’t know how you or your table feels about third party stuff but Indestructoboy has a a Runekeeper for 5e that is heavily influenced by the 4e one (I’ve never played 4e so I can’t verify this myself.) It looks very awesome and you might like it. It is not free but you can download a preview of the whole thing for free from the dmsguild site (so basically free).
That looks awesome for sure! We were thinking about starting a fresh 5e campaign so I’m gonna look into this some more and maybe make one, thanks for posting this
Barbagosh, know affectionately as Barb, is an elderly Half-Elf. She seems to be gaining powers of sorcery as quickly as she is losing her marbles. She comes from a fishing village known as Jigow, where she worked in the Unbroken Tusk Inn as a baker. She prided herself on making delicious pies, and resented that Agathe, her orc colleague, held the title for best pies in the city.
Barb is thought of in Jigow as a kind old lady who is everyone’s granny. A wise lady who could help with your garden, or baking tips, a mediator between feuding neighbours, an avid reader that had lots of knowledge of the local area, and a fabulous cook that could fix any problem with food. A few months ago however, she began to change. Working in the kitchen at the Inn, Barb was baking a delicious fish pie when she was unable to find her measuring spoons. She assumed that Zorgath, a cheeky orc child, had taken them for a game. Rifling through a drawer that had been jammed closed as long as she had worked there, Barb came across a set of wooden measuring spoons that seemed deceptively light. She continued baking the pie, and using the spoons, but began to feel ill. Cold to the touch, and pale, Barb went home early, forgetting the measuring spoons in her apron pocket. Overnight, Barb continued to grow weak and unwell, waking in the morning with barely a heartbeat, and a bluish tinge to her skin. Wearing the same clothing as the day before (unheard of for the meticulously clean woman), Barb left her house to head back to work. She did not greet the neighbours with her usual ,cheery smile, and did not respond to Zorgath, running up to her with a cheeky grin, holding out her beloved spoon set. Barb went through the motions of baking her fish pies, but each one was a little off. Instead of adding baking powder to the flour, she would add sugar, instead of water to make the gravy, she poured in vinegar. When Agathe appeared to begin her shift, she was shocked to see Barb placing the pie the gently in the oven using hands that were not hers. A spectral hand had appeared, that Barb seemed to be controlling, Barb was totally unresponsive.
The following day, Barb continued on her routine as normal. Walking to work, she greeted the neighbours cheerily. She play-acted the grumpy old lady with Zorgath as she gave back the stolen measuring spoons. She walked through the door of the Unbroken Tusk Inn and picked up her baking apron, ready to start her day. Agathe questioned Barb about what she had witnessed, but the old lady was confused and told Agathe she must be imagining things. Barb remembered feeling unwell and staying home from work, how could she have possibly been doing what Agathe was claiming?
As the weeks went on, these ‘funny spells’ as Barb refers to them, became more frequent, with the magic persona taking skillful control, while the non-magic persona became increasingly vague and confused. One day, Barb woke up on the back of a Horizonback Turtle, with no clear idea of how she got there, and nothing on her person, but a bit of gold and a set of bizarre measuring spoons that she didn’t remember owning. Barb had lost all memory of who she was, where she was from, but she knew one thing- she could do with a nice cup of tea.
TL;DR- A senile, but surprisingly powerful sorcerer who loves a cup of tea.
Even though they can be a bit one dimensional, I love playing a barbarian. The ridiculous stuff you can get away with with a high strength is just too silly to pass up.
I’m a big fan of sorcerers; it gives me a nice balance of having fun spells to use while not having to manage which ones I’ve “prepared.” My first character was a half elf draconic bloodline sorcerer, and I had a ton of fun playing him.
I first played a druid in World of Warcraft, and the druids in DND are even better. I try to shake things up a bit by making clerics or themed druids (spore is a fun one).
Just started playing as a semi homebrew druid Golden Retriever that can “tame shape” into a human and has “speak with people” “lay hands” is now “pet me” and there’s also "healing bark’
Currently running Dungeon of the Mad Mage after we finished Dragon Heist. We’re in level 3 and skull port in the dungeon. But the party has taken a way back to the surface of Waterdeep now to deal with their conflicts with the Xanathar guild which has escalated into all out war.
How has the transition been? I’ve played Dragon Heist, but Mad Mage is a megadungeon, right? It seems like a completely different gaming style, has your group adapted well? Do you see them finishing the megadungeon, or do you think their travel back to the surface means the campaign is going towards homebrew?
There is a lot of homebrew that I added in. I tied in NPCs from the PCs back stories. All the lose ends from the Dragon Heist adventure I’m also directing to down there such as the fleeing Skeemo Weirdbottle is making his way to skullport now. Some is already in the adventure like the Xanathar guild.
The gameplay is very different but the party said they wanted to try it and it’s a nice change of pace. But I make sure to expand some of the roleplay elements down in the dungeon to be more prominent. Overall the dungeon is pretty well designed imo so it all ends up working out well.
Currently they are back to Waterdeep to deal with the Xanathar once and for all.
I homebrewed a thing set on an alternate history future Earth where basically, there’s an alternate history divergence with Jimmy Carter not losing reelection and then the US basically turning into a demsoc utopia resulting in world peace and sustainable prosperity, and then three different races of aliens show up. At first things go well with humanity, but then there’s complications and tensions both between and within those three races, and the most advanced of the three ends up seeing humanity as a threat to them due to a bunch of other factors I introduced that would take way too long to explain and releasing a viral bioweapon that ended up killing most of humanity in the space of a year before a coalition of scientists and soldiers from all four species banded together to synthesize a cure and stop things. All of the game stuff happens well after, in the ruins of civilization, a la Fallout, but with a post-plague instead of post-nuclear aesthetic.
I have a whole novella detailing all of that lore on my Google Drive, most of which I wrote while unemployed in 2019. So you can imagine how weird 2020 was for me.
But that’s on the backburner at the moment because my group is playing through the one with Gundren Rockseeker on the Sword Coast right now, with someone else DMing, because my mental health wasn’t great in 2021 but we still wanted to play.
I tried very hard to work with that guy. I knew it was going to be tough when he would hold the party up while he investigated a pendulum trap to try and disarm it when all it needed was a pretty easy dex check to bypass it. He ended up getting killed by it and the party just left him there. Then they were in a town bringing the party cleric to the temple for a greater restoration due to some stat drain. I had the priests collect the cleric and take them to the uppermost floor. That guy followed them up despite the priests telling the party to go find something to do while they fixed the cleric. The priests told him all the way up to not anger the gods and to wait with the party. The priests at the top said turn back now or the temple itself will act. That guy walks past the priests on the stair case, i have the steps dissappear and he falls 80ft, takes max damage and dies, then complains that i gave him no warning and no chance to survive because he was out of ki. The party has my back on this. They were yelling at him the whole time to just it go. I set up a fun session where the parry is being hunted for sport. I let half the party play the hunters as well as thier own characters. They got very into it including the paladin fireballing his own character. That guy complains when his character took damage during the chase amd said he felt he was being targetted.
The last straw was getting him to DM Icewind Dale for us. He was trying to emulate my style of dming where the fights are far and few between but are incredibly dangerous. The difference is that i shower the party with magic items and give them some cannon fodder/flavourful and helpful npcs they can control to help them out. He just hits the level 1 party with a cr 4 monster that kills half the party in one hit and only went down due to two lucky crits. Then he has every single npc act like a complete dick for no reason even though we just saves the town from an incredibly dangerous creature. His last day with us he made fun of one of the other players for his dead wife.
I was tired of this guy long before everyone else was. Ive actually got one more story where he betrayed the lich they were doing some work for and expected to still be alive after the rest of party ratted him out.
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