I once made a lizardfolk character who made all of his weapons and ammunition from the bones of creatures he's hunted. This included humanoids. Nobody in the party knew this. So an evening after the party fought some orcs the the paladin saw my lizardfolk gently cooking bones (orc femurs) in a pot to remove the meat scraps and marrow he said this. "I did not know you were a chef. It smells good. What are you cooking?" Now when crafting with bones you want to slowly simmer them to remove any soft tissue to make it easier to craft them before washing them out with a bath of water and soap. It can be used for cooking broth at the same time but it is not the original purpose. So when the paladin assumed my lizardfo kwas a chef I did not correct him and instead rolled with the cannibal chef route and said the following. "I am making a Bone Broth Soup. Low simmering boil. Will slow cook the meat and marrow out of the bones. Good amount of fat and protein. Could use some vegetables or starch but I could not find any. Recipe normally requires carrots and potatoes along with some beans to replace the meat." To which the paladin pulled out a sack of carrots and potatoes he got from the orc camp and handed them to my character. I then described how my character washes and cuts up the potatoes and carrots with professional skill before pouring them into the simmering pot along with a handful of salt, parsley, pepper, and rosemary. While making sure to gently stir the bottom of the pot to prevent burns. Once the Orc Soup was done dinner was called and the party started to eat soup with hardtacks. And the GM, the only one who knew what I was actually doing, described with what I assume is a smile on his face how the broth soup tasted like a fine vegetable soup made with pork broth. Easily a fine meal that'd cost several silvers in the city. After the meal describe how my character removes the bones from the pot and puts them in a wooden bucket with some soap and water to the rest of the part's confusion. The rogue asked me, curious about what I was doing. "What are you doing with those bones?" And I said with a wide grin. "Cleaning out the soft flesh and making the bone less brittle for carving. Then I will carve one into a flute and break the rest into fragments for arrowheads. Orc femur bones are very dense and make for excellent wind instruments and arrowheads." The rogue nods at this and responds with. "I see." Then a few moments later the entire party screams out together as it sinks in what I just said. "ORC BONES!?" The party spent the rest of the evening forcing themselves to puke out their dinner with my character looking at them in confusion. I did not mean to make my lizardfolk ranger a gourmet cannibal but that is how it ended up. The rest of the party never ate his cooking unless they knew where he got the meat from. That campaign did not last long but it was fun.
When I played on (a paladin-barbarian multiclass), it accidentally became a thing that she would eat her enemies. It got to the point that when we did an ambush trap on several groups of enemies, Litrix literally ATE the evidence before the next group of enemies came along 😹
On that last one: Giving your character a religion, even when they're not a divine caster and get no benefit from it, is actually one of the best ways to add a little depth to that character. It gives them a community, a set of ideals, and a set of things they'd regularly do to be in good standing with their temple. I'm currently playing a diviner wizard who's quite religious, having been brought up in a temple to a god that seeks knowledge.
that my halfling bard was more affective while he was drunk. It turns out if I have a beer in me my roleplaying gets better. Now my bard is an alcoholic.
I wanted to improve my role playing so I decided to try to do a voice for my new goblin character, the group liked it despite it sometimes being hard to understand over voice chat so I stuck with it. Later on in the campaign we got a new player who also played a goblin and did a voice in a similar style as well. This wasn't a planned thing and since then when ever the group doesn't understand what we're saying they play it off as not understanding the goblin accent.
For the longest time, my party has joked that Fawkes, my sailing tradesman fighter, was a pirate, and I've always had him shush them whenever they said it. Originally, it was because I found it annoying. Now, it's because he's trying to obfuscate his past and not wind up being hung for the sinking of 3 whole fleets of merchant vessels in his past.
One of our resident artists wanted to draw one of our characters in Victorian fashion. So I decided to make it canon that (btw this is in a cyberpunk campaign) my character, when not working, wore exclusively Victorian style dresses. So my Artificer has spent the last 14 sessions fighting or running around a cyberpunk city whilst dressed like a Victorian aristocrat.
I had the opposite situation with a character of mine that was a rogue. The party convinced themselves that my rogue was a criminal, a burglar, a thief, etc., and wanted them to use their “criminal-know-how” to help unlock doors and steal stuff for them. I introduced my character as a member of the city watch, and established that their mother was the captain of the guard. I had to remind them every single time they wanted my rogue to do something crime related that my rogue was a cop. This simple fact, and the fact that being part of the city watch meant my rogue had legal access to otherwise restricted areas, repeatedly eluded them the entire campaign.
I once played a shadow sorcerer called Vadelma. It's a word that means Raspberry, but no one else at the table knew this for the first year of the campaign. She was named for her strange, pinkish-red complexion at birth. Of course, as no one knew this, her odd skin tone was lost in translation when commissioning an artist. Her 'copperish' skin came out kind of mocha in tone, but it actually ended up being far more complimentary to the color of her outfit, so we just retconned her backstory name as being a family trait, where Elves are given simple names until they reach their 'adulthood' (at seventy years of age) and choose their forever name.
I had a halfling battlemaster fighter whose background was that of a gladiator. He was on loan from the colosseum. That was kind of it. He gave his actual name once to the party, but after our first encounter with some orc bandits I decided to play dead as the party fled. After we regrouped, my character was covered in the blood of the remaining orcs. Our Dwarven rogue asks "Is your gladiator name the Oppossum? Because, that was some dirty fighting and I like it!" I kind of just went with it. As our only martial I had to resort to that tactic a lot. And thus he forever became known as Oppossum. Did I mention he ironically got turned into a were rat with basically no change to his personality?
One time like 10 sessions into a campaign during some roleplaying moment. I refered to my character as "she" and another player peaked up and said "wait your character is a girl?" He seriously hadn't realized after all this time despite me always refering to her as a female. Anyhow the next campaign was even worse when not one not two but three players mistook my male character as female. It is now a meme at the table to misgender my characters.
Reminds me of my SRO (Sentient Robot Organism) character in Starfinder. I fully intended to play JK-BX (yes, their designation was Jukebox) as basically a reskin of Soundwave from Transformers. Misspoke when describing their appearance and said "she" instead of "they." As a result I actually wound up having a relatively interesting character ark happen where she built an android body, transferred her consciousness to it, and wore the old SRO body like a suit of armor.
That my Thri-Keen has a "Ooohh pretty pretty shiny shiny I ... MUST ...TOUCH!!!!" To be fair i short of did because everyone else didn't like touching the clearly evil or bad thing and i thought that the DM should at least get to have their fun with it. Yeah now my Thri-Keen is insane and is forced to constantly be speaking his mind and all thoughts. But thats fine!!!!
This has also ended up with me losing my advantage on sheath and having to constantly remind people that they HAVE TO BE WILLING TO HEARY THOUGHTS AND SOUNDS!.....That was until I remembered the the DM allowed me who is an artificer to have a device that allows my bug sounds into words.....so yeah that's still a thing but still funny.
My shadar-kai warlock can turn near invisible in shadows, this came about when me and one of the other players entered a dimly lit libary and the DM forgot my character was in the scene until the other player mentioned I was there. We played it as the npc couldn't see me because I was blending into the darkness. Now the joke is that I need to ring a bell whenever I enter a dark room with my friends or they get surprised by me suddenly appearing.
We were starting a new campaign and the DM had recently watched Aladdin, so a bunch of inspiration was taken. At some point we had to retrieve a Lamp for a quest, but no one in the table could remember the word Lamp for some reason, so we started calling it a bucket. The joke kept going until the DM got mad and said: "OKAY, Jafar attachs the bucket to his belt and gives you the reward for the quest, NOW IT'S A FUCKING BUCKET"
I decided to play a pact of the celestial warlock, but I designed my character to have a fashion sense that would make her fit in at a punk rock concert. The cleric of the party wrongly assumed I must obey some sort of dark power. My character rolled with it, not the kind of person to care about the opinions of other people.
@JacobL228 No, my character didn't see fit to correct them. The other character was being played as a "judge by appearances type" and OOC I didn't feel like role playing trying to prove them wrong. It all worked out though, since our DM gave us a quest that involved the party meeting my patron.
The frat boy..... I was playing a 16yr old half elf bard raised by ghosts at a haunted university. I told this to the lvl 9 party when I joined them. I explained that the faculty, staff and students were all ghost. They'd found my guy in the arms of his dead father and used their ghost Powers to raise him. This lead my guy to being a necromancer bard...and not knowing how to be around people. I and my character have ADHD. So, when we got up to shenanigans one game. Another player said, "oh; right. Frat boy ghosts!" And it stuck. Especially when I accidentally cursed a yuan'ti cultist temple with a programed illusion of a Bollywood belly dancer....I miss playing with those guys...and hearing that line 2-4 times a session.
My Hexblade Sorcerer has a little white fire that I flavor as these white hot flames. DM made these flames cause special rainbow burn scars that cant be healed with nornal restoration magic, so while they are still healed, a rainbow colored burn scar permanently remains
I played a cleric that worshiped a God named Pan. I also tried to get more followers by handing out things like pamphlets. Everyone at the table thought I was trying to be a pun heavy character because they thought I was saying "Pan" phlets.
That My Drow Pirate is evil as Sin. I made a Life Cleric with the Pirate Background for a Tomb of Annihilation Campaign and most of the party was evilish. They even called him out on being evil. The problem is I had him also go through 60 years of prison so he reformed somewhat so he was once an evil pirate now he's just neutral. Oh, he still has that evil side in him, but he's got 200 years of knowing how to not be too evil.
So, I joined a game during the second major arc so I didn't know anything about the setting. And during character creation I did two things that made my character much more significant than i ever expected. First: I used a picrew (I think that's the word) character maker and decided to give the character vitiligo. I'd never made a character look that way before so I decided to give it a shot Second: I used an online token maker and gave her an octagon border with a silver colour. As soon as I showed it to the dm he made me a proposal for my character... He'd apparently made all the nobles have an octagon border token too with the colour reflecting what house they belonged to. And the silver border along with vitiligo was the descendents of the god of light... So he proposed that I'd be the illegitimate firstborn of the king and if I could convince the aforementioned god to choose me I'd end the game as the new ruler. The funniest part is the dm plans to make a book about this world and me taking over has alerted plot points of the story and we both loved that.
I can't remember anything on the spot about my characters, but my character's companion and another player's character is a warfordged who was intended as an emotion-less machine and a borderline construct. As a result of a few events and a few weird ideas from different party members, they now identified as a cat. Not even as a tabaxi, but as a literal (but sentient) cat. They also believe that it's not them being a party mascot, but the party serving their cat magesty.
Not as big as all of these but my character Ketos Imera gained a signature wave 👋 all because I said "I give them a wave" each time Ketos was introducing himself to each party member at the start of the first session, I thought nothing of it, I didn't even realise I was repeating myself but the rest of the group noticed and made a joke that it must be some special unique greeting wave and, well, it is now and now the patented "Ketos Wave™" is something I deliberately use quite often in roleplay or introductions or to be cheeky and some times other characters get in on it. Its a small thing but it quickly became one of my favourite quirks of the character.
I was playing a wizard with a focus on being a tactician, since the rest of my party was somewhat new to DnD and the planning and important decisions usually fell on me to take care of. I’m ok at planning given advance, however I’m horrible at it given no prep time and I often make decisions that got people killed or otherwise hurt in some way. My character sort of got a reputation for being “evil” or whatever, and it didn’t help that the DM played into this even though I did really want it (I should have probably said something)
Playing a fae surgeon in a homebrew campaign (set in a hospital). For a bit of fun i asked to have a pair of "emotional support geckos" which the dm allowed. I pictured them just sitting on my shoulder and occasionally doing very basic tasks for me. So imagine my suprise when the first time i try to use them, the dm makes them speak. Apparently the dm just assumed my fae had lizard speech? So i rolled with it. Now she talks to lizards
I was playing a Human Fighter who cuts cloth from his opponents clothing or armor and the Cleric noticed me cutting cloth after a battle and he asked if I was a bounty hunter and collecting proof for bounties. My intention was to take cloth to stitch to my armor becausr my characters armor is multi colored like red, blue, purple, and more and I was just like sure. This became a part of my character so after the campaign my Fighter just started hunting bounties after the whole situation.
playing lizardfolk or tortle normally leads to the assumption that they consume human flesh, although humans taste awful if not prepared properly. you need to raise livestock first in order to consume it...
I had a Half Elf Rogue Assassin who was a former sailor, and who was Neutral leaning evil type character, in a group of mostly good characters. At some point while discussing another character's background as a ship navigator, my character makes a kind of narrow-minded comment about him not being manly enough to work on the ships he's used to, somebody joked about my assassin sounding like a conservative. Later on, after my assassin gets a particularly bad roll on Perception when he was supposed to be looking out for the party, somebody has to ask "Wait, why is your WIS score only 8?" I had to reply "Conservative, remember?" Everyone had a pretty good laugh.
When playing my fire genasi Pugilist Cinder, I never failed a Con check against alcohol. eventually someone jokingly said she can't get drunk due to her body burning up all the alcohol leaving just the drink and honestly this fit since she's a Whisky Fist Pugilist and gains some perks when she drinks booze in a battle. As such this is now cannon and the DM gave me advantage against all alcoholic drinks.
Uther Eisenbart (the flying Dwarf Warlock), in a Tyranny of Dragons (5E) campaign, decided to join up with the Harpers. My good friends, playing a Death cleric (who is afraid to die) Tiefling (Ursa? I forget her character name except it started with U) heard "Herpes". While Uther is mad enough to try to convince her that death is nothing to be afraid of (and he means it), she is constantly calling out his "herpes", even going far enough to pick him up and threaten to toss him at some enemies as intimidation. She will also try to get him to do favors for her under the promise of not chiding him over the herpes.
As the dm one of my players assumed that a random side npc was super important to the plot because I bothered to give them a character trait, namely chewing on a toothpick. I ran with it and “toothpick guy” became the nephew of the ancient undead warlock.
I once had a Dungeon Master who liked describing food scenes for the party. I was playing a warforged so I did not eat. The DM decided that my character could at least partly taste because he didn't want me to feel left out of the social interaction. I decided, "Why not?" And so my warforged would take little bites, place food in his mouth and take it back out, and then keep a journal to describe all the different tastes he was experiencing because it was a novelty to him.
The one about Stoneclaw the Fabulous reminds me of something from an Elder Scrolls Online RP guild I was in. We had a guy who's character was a grumpy and combative edgelord Khajiit, and while I sadly can't remember the specifics of how it started exactly, it became a running joke that anytime he got too uppity, my character would reign him in by threatening to rub copious amounts of floral-scented massage oils and pink glitter into his fur while he slept. Even when I couldn't make it to a scheduled RP event, others would keep him in line with "Am I going to have tell [my char's name] to prep the glitter oil when they get back?"
That the town doctor was obsessed with lizardfolk and dragon born. No, he's obsessed with healing, and the PC both did something foolish AND had a body type he hadn't studied yet.
They called mine Santa Claus. He was old and carried a big bag. They changed their opinions the moment they realized I was carrying a corpse. The Santa stuff became more and more true by time, cus I was carrying so much stuff, I turned the bag into a bag of holding.
I was playing a changeling college of eloquence bard named Eblius who was masquerading as a spring eladrin druid named Julian (for short because his true name was often too hard for people to understand). Our fighter/monk/barbarian asked me my name, and I replied, “as many find my name to be too hard to pronounce-“ Without missing a beat, he reaches across the table and says, “good to meet you too hard.” Took me a few seconds to process, then I died laughing and never corrected him whenever he introduced Too Hard.
Friend assumed my Starfinder gunslinger was a reference to Dante from DMC. I was shooting for Revolver Ocelot with the build but I just rolled with it and adopted a Dante style of RP for the character. In character it's just a persona he adopts and in actuality he's a fairly timid person, but the Rock and Roll style attitude helps him break outta his shell. All in all? That assumption made what was initially a throwaway build into my mainstay for the setting. Next game we're doing, the party's setting up to do a super sentai (power rangers) flavored AP. Curious how it'll go. My character's the blue ranger of the scenario.
My fighter in a furry campaign roared when he was on watch, and came back sheepishly saying that he had stepped on a hedgehog. Since he had been acting bard-ish, everyone said that he was [censored] a hedgehog instead. Which he steadfastly denied. Until the goddess of chaos, engaging in wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey nonsense, revealed she needed an artifact from the time and place she was sending us to. And fighter boy VERY reluctantly pulled out a little pendant and revealed that he had met a hedgehog ranger out there...
I used message in things like goblins or npcs that didn't know about the spell to make them think a inner voice was talking to them It was so loved by everyone that i ended taking telepathic as feat
I recently lost a character, who was a gnomish moon druid. Abysmal physical stats, but really high mental stats (because shes not really using her own body, all wildshape, all the time). Originally she was just a typical druid. Due to player assumptions (and admittedly me loving the idea) she became more and more what the DM described as a "feral Gnome". She might be smart, wise, and charismatic, but she lives like an animal, literally. She follows the laws of nature; the weak are food for the strong. She was usually the voice of reason for the party, but then we end up in a town which is ruled by three undead called the hunt lords. She, being a beast of nature, couldn't resist the opportunity. She went out one night to hunt, and hopefully, be hunted. She got ehat she wanted. She didnt care that she was caught. To be bested by a true hunter was her happy ending.
I have a weird inverse on this: A character assuming something about a character that made something canon for a third one. There's this really badass gnoll guy in my campaign who runs this big mercenary company, his names Harys. Despite the reputation Gnoll's have, he's super chill and smart, and basically invented welfare for the people who work for him. Anyway, two of the PC's don't like him and while talking shit about him, one of them joked that he's into feet. Everyone had a laugh and moved on. About three sessions later, one of the other PCs joked about it, despite not being in the conversation. I later ran a one shot where the players were characters in this mercenary company and it got brought up. From there, it was a running joke. It's now canon that one of Harys' adopted kids started the rumor as a meme and it's got completely out of hand, with Harys being the only one who doesn't know about it and he has no idea why none of his men take him seriously anymore. All because someone thought he seemed like a foot guy
That my Goliath life/dreams cleric druid, was a pacifist. Though they ended up making so many assumptions about my character that they essentially played my character for me... I ended up leaving that game after one too many of those incidents.
That my human fighter was an idiot. I unintentionally did enough stupid stuff that once I noticed I was giving off that impression, I decided it was genuinely the case.
I played a plasmoid paladin who for the first several sessions only said his name "I am Eeap" and used the shield of expressions, because he was wary of everybody for him not being from this worlds campaign. Everyone except the wizard who spoke another language same as I, thought that he couldnt speak common. Wasn't until the bbeg announced himself that I started speaking common with a big "Holy Spit", that the rest of the party freaked out more about me than realizing the bbeg wanted a fight.
I've got two In the very first game I DM'd, I introduced a kobold NPC. I didn't write down his name, so next session I forgot. One of my players joking called him "George", so from that point forward he was known as George the Kobold. In another group I play with, I decided to play George as a kobold wizard. The DM liked how weird that name was for a kobold that she decided there was a whole cult named "The cult of George", so from that moment on, we agreed that my character came from a tribe that worships this cult and every kobold's name is some form of "George". (we got names like Jorg, Georgia, Georgina, etc.)
5:45 I mean, you can easily play a bard who doesn't play instruments. 2 out of 3 of mine didn't and the 3rd was more of a ceremonial war drum kinda guy, he waved a banner as his spellcasting focus though.
Not too crazy but I’m in an Exandria campaign my character is a Pirate Tiefling and I gave a vague description of her father. Two of the other players were immediately saying her dad was Wyatt Maranoss the Plank King. The first time she cast sending to her dad my GM rolled with it and made her father The Plank King. A year later I also find out her Mother is Levistus. I always said her mom was dead but man my GM knows how to twist some things to make a backstory more interesting.
That my gnoll barbarian liked having his ears scratched. Fang initially shied away from the gesture because, per the backstory I'd previously written but hadn't fully revealed to the party yet, after living as a pit-fighting beast under the thumb of cruel masters for most of his youth, he'd spent a long time learning how to be a person and hated the idea of being reduced to an animal again. The other players assumed that the 'rough upbringing' he'd previously alluded to had left him believing he was about to be hit in moments like this (not entirely inaccurate), and the rogue who offered the gesture spent some time promising that it wouldn't hurt and promising him a free swing if it did. He finally acquiesced, mostly to shut them up, and I sent a low growl into the microphone as an in-character indication of his reaction... leading one of the other players to ask if Fang was purring. One quick google search later, I learned that hyenas can in fact purr, and that pretty much sealed it; Fang still hated being looked down on or treated as less than a person, but for the rest of that campaign he would accept ear-scratches from select individuals.
My latest Wizard is a Warforged named Frappe. There is a reason for this, but it's not relevant to the game - yet. Someone assumed this was cause he was powered by coffee and ordered him a glass. This is not the case, but he CAN eat and drink and I'm not doing anything to confirm or deny this, so everyone thinks he's powered by coffee now. They're in for a shock for when we get to what his batter actually is...
During my first ever campaign I was a ranger. While my brother was invited to the king's shin dig our monk was told to watch my character so he "doesn't try to rob the king" There was no thief in the party. My character has never even tried. I was so salty I decided to do it anyway. Unfortunately he insta killed me with no dice rolls. This did however partially influence a rogue I'd later play in another group.
I had a duergar barbarian for my first character and I couldn't explain where my Javelins where stored, so someone joked about them being stored 'up there' and its now a canon fact against my will 😭
An assumption on the part of the DM lead to my wizard/sorcerer getting wild magic despite not being a wild mage (my character was replacing an intended NPC who was running around Polymorphing people, he forgot I didn't have that spell). Now to see if the ADHD thing sticks; I've managed to fail nearly every Perception check and always been dead last in initiative..
My brother made a dwarven paladin named Tordek Battlehammer, and I immediately called him Torndick and then for the whole campaign our whole party just made dick jokes whenever talking about my brothers character
I once had a high elf Arcane Trickster rogue. He was *_NOT_* a thief. He was the scion of a powerful (as in magically, not nobility) elven family and therefore expected to learn and devote himself magic, but over time he learned how best to sneak away from lessons and pursue a true passion in fencing, so in my head "expert at sneaking" + "knows a decent bit of magic" + "good with a rapier" equals arcane trickster rogue, so that's what I picked. But I guess the commonly accepted view is that rogue = thief. My character was a rogue, therefore the party constantly expected him to steal this, lockpick that. Eventually my character decided to try and pickpocket a keepsake from one of the party members while they were sleeping, and I intended to fail just to show how not much of a thief I was. _Boy, what a time to roll a Nat 20 on sleight of hand._ I didn't really 'roll with it' per se, but I did make it a part of my character from that point on to wonder "hey, maybe I really did miss my calling as a thief."
I played a dwarven paladin of the keeper of secrets under the mountain, at the end of character creation I hadn’t come up with a name as I was still undecided when we started I introduced myself as a paladin of the keeper of secrets and one of the other players assumed that my name was a secret because of that and for the next four months I didn’t have to worry about naming him
My Dragonborn warlock was originally supposed to have the Anthropologist background to explain how he became a he blade but one of the players either forgot or changed it to Archaeologist and joked that he was studying the difference between dragons and dinosaurs. So when I got the invocation to polymorph we all decided the only thing I could turn into were dinosaurs
I was playing as a dreng; and the party nominated me as camp cook. The dm asked me to describe what kind of meal i was preparing, as in how many ingredients and what i had to do in order to cook it (this was a resource intense/survival setting). So the party settles down to eat. The dm makes every other player roll multiple poison damage; as i had not worn gloves at any point during prep or plating, and naturally secrete poison and pass it onto whatever i touch. This led the party to nominate me as the more, "discreet" assasin, as i would casually cook up feasts fit for kings, or infiltrate kitchens, to help solve out more problematic diplomacy issues
I was playing a cleric for the first time and a player asked me to say my "holy rites" for a dead body, having no idea what that meant I said "Whats that?" and the table burst out laughing thinking I was talking in character. So, the entire campaign I played a warforged cleric blacksmith that had no idea she was a cleric.
My party all assumed that our Aasimsr warlock has foot fetish which tbf he was collecting the feet of everything we killed. He kinds rolled with it somewhat as he once distracted an hired guard by posing as a miracle foot massager and proceeded to "cure" this persons foot disease by massaging his feet while the rest of the party snuck inside the nearby cave to take out his boss. He also took this a step further by now taking all the feet he collected and had our artificer turn them into a big wheeled vehicle made of multiple feet (think general grevious big wheel in episode 3 of star wars).
I'm running a Harengon Barbarian called Thumper, who's 4 feet tall. My DM, during an introduction to a new player, said that "They see a Harengon, that's 4 feet tall, and has ears that're 2 feet long." I just ran with it because one of these days, I'm gonna say "Hey, eyes down here, buddy," when they just see rabbit-man ears when they expect to see someone's face instead.
My character, a 16 year old wizard, lovestruck, and pretentios, also wanted for the murder of his master that he didnt comit, didnt want to give his name (Örn, or Eagle). Instead he said something like "My name flies and changes like the wind." The partys dumb warrior thinks for a minute, then goes: "So.. your name is Bird (Fågel)." And since then, Örn was named Fågel. Surprizingly close tbh.
the party and most NPCs we met assumed i was a noble, it was due to some homebrew aura thing that helped me on cha rolls, so i got into places i really shouldn't have or got much better treatment than i deserved as i made the dm cry from how often i went down or died. good times. yes that's died, multiple times, dying is for quitters and they made the mistake of making me important for something later so i wouldn't die for long and i took full advantage of that until the game was dropped. shockingly it wasn't my fault but it would have been soon XD
My wizard used hunger of hadar, and thus one ofthe other players thought I had levels in warlock for a few weeks because I answered their query with a "Don't worry about it". (I did not, in fact have warlock levels, but I did want to see how it'd go)
Was a fighter in a one shot superhero home brew game... fighter as in basic guy plus the most common of super powers... guy+ He was named Guy his superhero name was DudePlus. We were all given the chance to pick or create an ultimate ability or power, our trump card. I chose a variation of revived after death but with the conditions of that it needs to be a death blow that exceeds my health pool and it essentially respwans DudePlus as Dude-Double-Plus my basic abilities are boosted to deal double damage double health, double speed, just doubles everything of Guy except for wisdom, intelligence, charisma, and luck are halfed. And i joked with the gm that if somehow sombody killed me perfectly to activate my ultimate ability again, I'll effectively turn into a moblie neclear dirty bomb in the middle of the fight over killing me and activating my ultimate again creating bigger expolosion upon my subsequent revivals. My ultimate only works on the last hit if somehow (unrealistically) deals enough damge to outright kill and over kill me does it start the first possible rounds of doublefication. Im just revived back at base while being the convenient meat shield of the hero team.
My absolute unit of a fighter went to sleep with the others at the end of a session. The next session I could not be there. Que my party having to drag my unconscious body around for the entire mini session. From then on my fighter was known to sleep like the dead. Having extreme difficulties to wake him up. When you can wake him up he will function on pure muscle memory and won't remember a thing until the long rest is over
I was a blue dragonborn and the DM thought I had fire resistance instead of lightning resistance. This was important because a insanely powerful sword we were carrying could only be held by a fire resistant creature. Never bothered to correct him.
My character was an artificer rogue who lost her father. The other character was a gunsmith who always wore gloves on his right hand. Bad things kept happening to my artificer. She was nearly killed by a biblically accurate angel, and then got her friend killed in a plan she made. (The friend turned out to be alive later). At that point, she just wanted to give up and go home. But then the gunsmith decided to give my artificer a pep talk. It was pretty good but at the end of it the gunsmith offered a handshake with his left hand. I thought that it was because the gunsmith noticed that the artificer was left handed. But it turned out that it was because his left hand wasn't gloved so to him it was more genuine. They wound up best friends, and built both a war machine, and a ship togeather, and the artificer went on to become one of the group's heavy hitters.
Kind of the opposite, but I wrote this after seeing the title of the video and before listening to the context explained in the video: As a devoted holy man in service to the benevolent god of the sun, the other party members assumed I wouldn't resort to breaking and entering into the office of the elderly caretaker of the local orphanage (which was also dedicated to the sun god) to go through her stuff and rob her after the DM said I sensed something fiendish (probably the item we were looking for) coming from there. The warlock I'd tried to guilt trip about her pact just an hour or so ago was more than a bit surprised when she walked in on me helping the rogue through the window. I said I was a priest, but I never said what class I was.
So. I accidentally became Cyn from murder drones in my campaign. I was kinda tipsy and stubbed my toe. So of course I said ow in middle of what I was saying which came out as "Ow. Pained expression." And now its canon my warforged is a midget who narrates thier actions and speaks in a monotone. DM thought it would be funny to make my midget warlock have something similar to The Absolute Solver as a patron. So basically I'm playing as Cyn traveling with a Drow who likes to steal flutes and nothing else, a permanently smiling Tabaxi who gives ominous positivity, and an orc who is cursed to swap gender every time they sneeze.
My guy seeboo(big o' Goliath cleric with 20 strength) lived so far out in the middle of nowhere that him, and the gnomes he grew up with, were still the same tech level as normal fantasy settings in our modern fantasy world. One player decided the gnomes were rednecks, and now it is canon lol. The dm also assumed seeboo couldn't read because I leaned too hard into the "what the heck is a electricity", while having 8 intelligence, later changed to 4 when they realized, right before the bbeg, I am just as dumb as seeboo with how screwed my character sheet was lol
Now to preface this I normally play sad sack characters. I enjoy being an eyore and having a character arch where I find happiness in some way. However I was really trying to play a happy character this time. My current arcane domain cleric was going to be a young naive kind hearted man who while failing to be a wizard was made a cleric of azuth due to dedication and faith in magic. Who would or would not know that he is a cleric and thinks he's just a little bit weird wizard. He may not be right in casting his spells but he always gets his results. However due to complications assumptions and the wild introduction of my character being in drunk in the middle of a zombie hoard with sanctuary on my character becomes a middle aged alcoholic depressed ex rouge who was le mis'd into his current lot in life. He is what the clerics call in to deal with the fae as they often listen to a crook. Or catch his hook (read green flame blade shillelagh sneak attack) Also he became Irish...
my tabaxi ranger Mahana has recently received actual religious beliefs during an ADHD break. She believes that there is a magical creature in every plant and inanimate object. Of course, this created the question as to whether such a creature inhabits her bow, an already magical item. I didn't plan for her to be able to actually speak to these creatures... but that idea was too good to leave it out. Anyway, the bow is now called Lorax, only speaks Sylvan and acts as a sort of advisor to her.
Iwas playing ared dragonborn barbarial named Dave and we were on the road towards a town when some bandits attacked us. One fight later and Dave picks up a potato and eats it but later when in the town I forgot I already ate the potato so I ate it again so everyone thought I had a magic potato so now Dave has a magical regenerating potato
So me and a friend were in this one D&D group and the DM needed a secret dragon among the PC's for story reasons. I volunteered my Kobold Draconic bloodline (Gold) sorcerer and my friend had his Dragonborn fighter that was a bit religious be this young gold's second in command. Now we had went with the idea that when this young gold dragon was finding a spot for a lair he picked an abandoned dragonslayer castle, said dragonslayer had a sense of humor, a vindictive side and magical skill and cursed his land so that the first dragon to claim it would be turned into a kobold. Anyway the party and other players are in the dark about this and believe me and my friend are agents of said young gold dragon and aiding the party due to shared enemies. The rest of the party is an assortment of mercenaries hired to deal with two problems the kingdom faces, A cult of Tiamat and a Castle full of undead dragonslayers that still belive a large chuck of the kingdom is still theirs. Heres the assumption coming in, during an infiltration of the cult I used acid splash to melt quite a few locks, my kobold also wore practical traveling clothes that happened to include a hood and he carried two daggers and happened to be good with them (High dex, Cha and Wis ,with good Int to boot, build). So the party assumed my kobold must have been a theif or spy. Rolled with that for the fake indenty of Zaz, Eye of Zaslortaz. Also the DM had most NPCs believe he wasn't a caster as his clothing choice wasn't the typical robes, sure they were still of superior quality indicating he's wealthy but nothing obviously magical. Layers of deception was my specialty, did more rouge stuff than the party's rouge come to think of it.
Not a character but an entire race. Roughly 4 years ago I'd made a race of shark people to populate a homebrew island for a campaign, complete with subraces and racial feats before sharing it with my players as character options before starting it. However I hadn't really considered their lore in the world beyond 'unintentionally elves'; they aren't isolated because they're too morally superior or environmentalist to interact with other races, they just come across too rough around the edges by speaking their minds for most races to tolerate outside of trade, so they keep to themselves in a conventionally well ordered society. I was taking a break from the regular races and wanted this campaign to be primarily populated with the more monstrous races like firbolgs and lizardfolk, but wanted to offer some recognizable options for more standard character building in case any of my players didn't want something extreme. Then one of my players found a picture of a sharkman wearing indian tribal gear and asked me if they're the orc counterpart in my world, after briefly considering the real world versions of sharks I based the race on, I was struck with inspiration and explained 'yup except they're a nomadic folk like vikings, though they prefer the simplier pleasures of life such as competitive fishing they wouldnt turn down mercenary work for any reason!' Every session thereafter somebody in the group would crack a joke about 'the extra toothy nord' in the party, I even joined in with a couple skyrim npcs to lighten the mood from a painful retreat XD
I had at made a goliath paladin called jeff, he was a foundling of said order and the man raising him is bad with names, so he was named jeff. Fast forward and the party meets jeff and when they ask him what his name is he proudly sais "My name is Jeff" the party starts laughing and find put through te weeks that jeff is mainly good in a fight but a bit stuntet in comunicatoins cause he keeps forgeting titles and names (i cant remember them myself so i try to say something that sounds the same) at one point we are given rune stones that allow you to talk over long distance to contact an order of mercenenarys that give us jobs. Emidiatly after being given them i forget the name and now they are funny stones, and every body now thinks jeff is mentaly chalenged but a good guy at heart. So now i have to roleplay him as a good martial man but stupid at everything else.
I had a sorcerer character once, he was of noble background and everyone just ASSMED he will be a massively racist character (they had sooome reason but they were wrong i was going to make a naive but good meaning character that does not want to be defined by his countrys bad traditions). But because i live in a sane place in the world and because after introspection i realised it would actually fit, i retroactively went from Lawful Neutral to Lawful Evil and made my character indeed the asshole "the evil society" (the table) wanted him to be. The original plan was "a noble practicing the family tradition of going on a journey to prove himself to change the kingdom from within" but i switched it to "power hungry asshole exploiting the tradition to build a power base to take over the evil country and make it worse". Was actually fun.
Well it's less that the party assumed something and more, I am the only one who can speak. 1 is missing his togue Another forgot how to speak and write in anything but Druidic The last one just chooses not to because reasons. So I have to do the heavy lifting when it comes to Dialogue. We've picked up a Wizard who's been straight up shunted into our realm by accident he can speak but he's shady as all get out. It's actually been a lot of fun playing interpreter these idiots. Also two of them don't have names. So it's big guy and metal man. Big guy's the one with the cut out togue, he our barbarian can atleast write. Metal man is spoiler a Warforged Ranger who just like nature and chilling with the trees and wildlife. He chooses not to speak unless he needs to. Druid lady is just plain feral and only speaks in Druid And I myself and a half elf Fighter working my way towards arcane archer.
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I once made a lizardfolk character who made all of his weapons and ammunition from the bones of creatures he's hunted. This included humanoids. Nobody in the party knew this.
So an evening after the party fought some orcs the the paladin saw my lizardfolk gently cooking bones (orc femurs) in a pot to remove the meat scraps and marrow he said this.
"I did not know you were a chef. It smells good. What are you cooking?"
Now when crafting with bones you want to slowly simmer them to remove any soft tissue to make it easier to craft them before washing them out with a bath of water and soap. It can be used for cooking broth at the same time but it is not the original purpose.
So when the paladin assumed my lizardfo kwas a chef I did not correct him and instead rolled with the cannibal chef route and said the following.
"I am making a Bone Broth Soup. Low simmering boil. Will slow cook the meat and marrow out of the bones. Good amount of fat and protein. Could use some vegetables or starch but I could not find any. Recipe normally requires carrots and potatoes along with some beans to replace the meat."
To which the paladin pulled out a sack of carrots and potatoes he got from the orc camp and handed them to my character. I then described how my character washes and cuts up the potatoes and carrots with professional skill before pouring them into the simmering pot along with a handful of salt, parsley, pepper, and rosemary. While making sure to gently stir the bottom of the pot to prevent burns.
Once the Orc Soup was done dinner was called and the party started to eat soup with hardtacks. And the GM, the only one who knew what I was actually doing, described with what I assume is a smile on his face how the broth soup tasted like a fine vegetable soup made with pork broth. Easily a fine meal that'd cost several silvers in the city.
After the meal describe how my character removes the bones from the pot and puts them in a wooden bucket with some soap and water to the rest of the part's confusion. The rogue asked me, curious about what I was doing.
"What are you doing with those bones?"
And I said with a wide grin.
"Cleaning out the soft flesh and making the bone less brittle for carving. Then I will carve one into a flute and break the rest into fragments for arrowheads. Orc femur bones are very dense and make for excellent wind instruments and arrowheads."
The rogue nods at this and responds with.
"I see."
Then a few moments later the entire party screams out together as it sinks in what I just said.
"ORC BONES!?"
The party spent the rest of the evening forcing themselves to puke out their dinner with my character looking at them in confusion.
I did not mean to make my lizardfolk ranger a gourmet cannibal but that is how it ended up. The rest of the party never ate his cooking unless they knew where he got the meat from.
That campaign did not last long but it was fun.
Ravishing finish. Spectacular. Bravo. Well played 😂
Canonically correct lizardman
Technically not a cannibal since orcs and lizardmen are different species, and regardless orcs are widely regarded as monsters in most settings
When I played on (a paladin-barbarian multiclass), it accidentally became a thing that she would eat her enemies. It got to the point that when we did an ambush trap on several groups of enemies, Litrix literally ATE the evidence before the next group of enemies came along 😹
That is epic.
On that last one: Giving your character a religion, even when they're not a divine caster and get no benefit from it, is actually one of the best ways to add a little depth to that character. It gives them a community, a set of ideals, and a set of things they'd regularly do to be in good standing with their temple. I'm currently playing a diviner wizard who's quite religious, having been brought up in a temple to a god that seeks knowledge.
Truth. My characters usually pay homage to an applicable deity even if they aren’t particularly devout
that my halfling bard was more affective while he was drunk. It turns out if I have a beer in me my roleplaying gets better. Now my bard is an alcoholic.
I wanted to improve my role playing so I decided to try to do a voice for my new goblin character, the group liked it despite it sometimes being hard to understand over voice chat so I stuck with it. Later on in the campaign we got a new player who also played a goblin and did a voice in a similar style as well. This wasn't a planned thing and since then when ever the group doesn't understand what we're saying they play it off as not understanding the goblin accent.
My farmer has a sickle as a weapon and our kenku pirate just yelled “COMMUNIST” in her face. It’s canon now
Since Kenku can pretty much only mimic, can I assume this character only refers to the commie by repeating that declaration?
What class is the farmer?
Gross
For the longest time, my party has joked that Fawkes, my sailing tradesman fighter, was a pirate, and I've always had him shush them whenever they said it. Originally, it was because I found it annoying. Now, it's because he's trying to obfuscate his past and not wind up being hung for the sinking of 3 whole fleets of merchant vessels in his past.
One of our resident artists wanted to draw one of our characters in Victorian fashion. So I decided to make it canon that (btw this is in a cyberpunk campaign) my character, when not working, wore exclusively Victorian style dresses. So my Artificer has spent the last 14 sessions fighting or running around a cyberpunk city whilst dressed like a Victorian aristocrat.
I'd call that a power move.
I had the opposite situation with a character of mine that was a rogue. The party convinced themselves that my rogue was a criminal, a burglar, a thief, etc., and wanted them to use their “criminal-know-how” to help unlock doors and steal stuff for them. I introduced my character as a member of the city watch, and established that their mother was the captain of the guard. I had to remind them every single time they wanted my rogue to do something crime related that my rogue was a cop. This simple fact, and the fact that being part of the city watch meant my rogue had legal access to otherwise restricted areas, repeatedly eluded them the entire campaign.
I once played a shadow sorcerer called Vadelma. It's a word that means Raspberry, but no one else at the table knew this for the first year of the campaign.
She was named for her strange, pinkish-red complexion at birth.
Of course, as no one knew this, her odd skin tone was lost in translation when commissioning an artist. Her 'copperish' skin came out kind of mocha in tone, but it actually ended up being far more complimentary to the color of her outfit, so we just retconned her backstory name as being a family trait, where Elves are given simple names until they reach their 'adulthood' (at seventy years of age) and choose their forever name.
I had a halfling battlemaster fighter whose background was that of a gladiator. He was on loan from the colosseum. That was kind of it. He gave his actual name once to the party, but after our first encounter with some orc bandits I decided to play dead as the party fled. After we regrouped, my character was covered in the blood of the remaining orcs. Our Dwarven rogue asks "Is your gladiator name the Oppossum? Because, that was some dirty fighting and I like it!" I kind of just went with it. As our only martial I had to resort to that tactic a lot. And thus he forever became known as Oppossum. Did I mention he ironically got turned into a were rat with basically no change to his personality?
One time like 10 sessions into a campaign during some roleplaying moment. I refered to my character as "she" and another player peaked up and said "wait your character is a girl?" He seriously hadn't realized after all this time despite me always refering to her as a female.
Anyhow the next campaign was even worse when not one not two but three players mistook my male character as female. It is now a meme at the table to misgender my characters.
Reminds me of my SRO (Sentient Robot Organism) character in Starfinder. I fully intended to play JK-BX (yes, their designation was Jukebox) as basically a reskin of Soundwave from Transformers. Misspoke when describing their appearance and said "she" instead of "they." As a result I actually wound up having a relatively interesting character ark happen where she built an android body, transferred her consciousness to it, and wore the old SRO body like a suit of armor.
Ugh, my poor female paladin is always getting called a guy 😅
That my Thri-Keen has a "Ooohh pretty pretty shiny shiny I ... MUST ...TOUCH!!!!"
To be fair i short of did because everyone else didn't like touching the clearly evil or bad thing and i thought that the DM should at least get to have their fun with it.
Yeah now my Thri-Keen is insane and is forced to constantly be speaking his mind and all thoughts. But thats fine!!!!
This has also ended up with me losing my advantage on sheath and having to constantly remind people that they HAVE TO BE WILLING TO HEARY THOUGHTS AND SOUNDS!.....That was until I remembered the the DM allowed me who is an artificer to have a device that allows my bug sounds into words.....so yeah that's still a thing but still funny.
My shadar-kai warlock can turn near invisible in shadows, this came about when me and one of the other players entered a dimly lit libary and the DM forgot my character was in the scene until the other player mentioned I was there. We played it as the npc couldn't see me because I was blending into the darkness. Now the joke is that I need to ring a bell whenever I enter a dark room with my friends or they get surprised by me suddenly appearing.
We were starting a new campaign and the DM had recently watched Aladdin, so a bunch of inspiration was taken. At some point we had to retrieve a Lamp for a quest, but no one in the table could remember the word Lamp for some reason, so we started calling it a bucket. The joke kept going until the DM got mad and said: "OKAY, Jafar attachs the bucket to his belt and gives you the reward for the quest, NOW IT'S A FUCKING BUCKET"
I decided to play a pact of the celestial warlock, but I designed my character to have a fashion sense that would make her fit in at a punk rock concert. The cleric of the party wrongly assumed I must obey some sort of dark power. My character rolled with it, not the kind of person to care about the opinions of other people.
How do you "roll with it" if you're a celestial warlock? Did you change to fiend warlock mid-session?
@JacobL228 No, my character didn't see fit to correct them. The other character was being played as a "judge by appearances type" and OOC I didn't feel like role playing trying to prove them wrong. It all worked out though, since our DM gave us a quest that involved the party meeting my patron.
The frat boy.....
I was playing a 16yr old half elf bard raised by ghosts at a haunted university. I told this to the lvl 9 party when I joined them. I explained that the faculty, staff and students were all ghost. They'd found my guy in the arms of his dead father and used their ghost Powers to raise him. This lead my guy to being a necromancer bard...and not knowing how to be around people. I and my character have ADHD. So, when we got up to shenanigans one game. Another player said, "oh; right. Frat boy ghosts!" And it stuck. Especially when I accidentally cursed a yuan'ti cultist temple with a programed illusion of a Bollywood belly dancer....I miss playing with those guys...and hearing that line 2-4 times a session.
My Hexblade Sorcerer has a little white fire that I flavor as these white hot flames. DM made these flames cause special rainbow burn scars that cant be healed with nornal restoration magic, so while they are still healed, a rainbow colored burn scar permanently remains
I played a cleric that worshiped a God named Pan. I also tried to get more followers by handing out things like pamphlets. Everyone at the table thought I was trying to be a pun heavy character because they thought I was saying "Pan" phlets.
That My Drow Pirate is evil as Sin. I made a Life Cleric with the Pirate Background for a Tomb of Annihilation Campaign and most of the party was evilish. They even called him out on being evil. The problem is I had him also go through 60 years of prison so he reformed somewhat so he was once an evil pirate now he's just neutral. Oh, he still has that evil side in him, but he's got 200 years of knowing how to not be too evil.
So, I joined a game during the second major arc so I didn't know anything about the setting. And during character creation I did two things that made my character much more significant than i ever expected.
First: I used a picrew (I think that's the word) character maker and decided to give the character vitiligo. I'd never made a character look that way before so I decided to give it a shot
Second: I used an online token maker and gave her an octagon border with a silver colour.
As soon as I showed it to the dm he made me a proposal for my character... He'd apparently made all the nobles have an octagon border token too with the colour reflecting what house they belonged to. And the silver border along with vitiligo was the descendents of the god of light... So he proposed that I'd be the illegitimate firstborn of the king and if I could convince the aforementioned god to choose me I'd end the game as the new ruler.
The funniest part is the dm plans to make a book about this world and me taking over has alerted plot points of the story and we both loved that.
I can't remember anything on the spot about my characters, but my character's companion and another player's character is a warfordged who was intended as an emotion-less machine and a borderline construct. As a result of a few events and a few weird ideas from different party members, they now identified as a cat. Not even as a tabaxi, but as a literal (but sentient) cat. They also believe that it's not them being a party mascot, but the party serving their cat magesty.
The last part is pointless.
Cats already belive that anyone around them is serving them.
Not as big as all of these but my character Ketos Imera gained a signature wave 👋 all because I said "I give them a wave" each time Ketos was introducing himself to each party member at the start of the first session, I thought nothing of it, I didn't even realise I was repeating myself but the rest of the group noticed and made a joke that it must be some special unique greeting wave and, well, it is now and now the patented "Ketos Wave™" is something I deliberately use quite often in roleplay or introductions or to be cheeky and some times other characters get in on it. Its a small thing but it quickly became one of my favourite quirks of the character.
I was playing a wizard with a focus on being a tactician, since the rest of my party was somewhat new to DnD and the planning and important decisions usually fell on me to take care of. I’m ok at planning given advance, however I’m horrible at it given no prep time and I often make decisions that got people killed or otherwise hurt in some way. My character sort of got a reputation for being “evil” or whatever, and it didn’t help that the DM played into this even though I did really want it (I should have probably said something)
Playing a fae surgeon in a homebrew campaign (set in a hospital). For a bit of fun i asked to have a pair of "emotional support geckos" which the dm allowed.
I pictured them just sitting on my shoulder and occasionally doing very basic tasks for me. So imagine my suprise when the first time i try to use them, the dm makes them speak.
Apparently the dm just assumed my fae had lizard speech? So i rolled with it. Now she talks to lizards
missed opportunity to call the character "Bo, the Jacked Horse-Man"
I was playing a Human Fighter who cuts cloth from his opponents clothing or armor and the Cleric noticed me cutting cloth after a battle and he asked if I was a bounty hunter and collecting proof for bounties. My intention was to take cloth to stitch to my armor becausr my characters armor is multi colored like red, blue, purple, and more and I was just like sure. This became a part of my character so after the campaign my Fighter just started hunting bounties after the whole situation.
What if a triclops and a cyclops have a kids, for the kid only have two eyes
I think they would have 4 eyes
playing lizardfolk or tortle normally leads to the assumption that they consume human flesh, although humans taste awful if not prepared properly. you need to raise livestock first in order to consume it...
I had a Half Elf Rogue Assassin who was a former sailor, and who was Neutral leaning evil type character, in a group of mostly good characters. At some point while discussing another character's background as a ship navigator, my character makes a kind of narrow-minded comment about him not being manly enough to work on the ships he's used to, somebody joked about my assassin sounding like a conservative. Later on, after my assassin gets a particularly bad roll on Perception when he was supposed to be looking out for the party, somebody has to ask "Wait, why is your WIS score only 8?" I had to reply "Conservative, remember?" Everyone had a pretty good laugh.
When playing my fire genasi Pugilist Cinder, I never failed a Con check against alcohol. eventually someone jokingly said she can't get drunk due to her body burning up all the alcohol leaving just the drink and honestly this fit since she's a Whisky Fist Pugilist and gains some perks when she drinks booze in a battle. As such this is now cannon and the DM gave me advantage against all alcoholic drinks.
Slimy yet satisfying
Uther Eisenbart (the flying Dwarf Warlock), in a Tyranny of Dragons (5E) campaign, decided to join up with the Harpers. My good friends, playing a Death cleric (who is afraid to die) Tiefling (Ursa? I forget her character name except it started with U) heard "Herpes". While Uther is mad enough to try to convince her that death is nothing to be afraid of (and he means it), she is constantly calling out his "herpes", even going far enough to pick him up and threaten to toss him at some enemies as intimidation. She will also try to get him to do favors for her under the promise of not chiding him over the herpes.
As the dm one of my players assumed that a random side npc was super important to the plot because I bothered to give them a character trait, namely chewing on a toothpick. I ran with it and “toothpick guy” became the nephew of the ancient undead warlock.
I once had a Dungeon Master who liked describing food scenes for the party. I was playing a warforged so I did not eat. The DM decided that my character could at least partly taste because he didn't want me to feel left out of the social interaction. I decided, "Why not?" And so my warforged would take little bites, place food in his mouth and take it back out, and then keep a journal to describe all the different tastes he was experiencing because it was a novelty to him.
The one about Stoneclaw the Fabulous reminds me of something from an Elder Scrolls Online RP guild I was in. We had a guy who's character was a grumpy and combative edgelord Khajiit, and while I sadly can't remember the specifics of how it started exactly, it became a running joke that anytime he got too uppity, my character would reign him in by threatening to rub copious amounts of floral-scented massage oils and pink glitter into his fur while he slept. Even when I couldn't make it to a scheduled RP event, others would keep him in line with "Am I going to have tell [my char's name] to prep the glitter oil when they get back?"
ooh, unique concept! this will be a good video
Bojack the horseman is genuinely maybe the funniest character name ive heard of
That the town doctor was obsessed with lizardfolk and dragon born.
No, he's obsessed with healing, and the PC both did something foolish AND had a body type he hadn't studied yet.
They called mine Santa Claus. He was old and carried a big bag. They changed their opinions the moment they realized I was carrying a corpse. The Santa stuff became more and more true by time, cus I was carrying so much stuff, I turned the bag into a bag of holding.
I was playing a changeling college of eloquence bard named Eblius who was masquerading as a spring eladrin druid named Julian (for short because his true name was often too hard for people to understand).
Our fighter/monk/barbarian asked me my name, and I replied, “as many find my name to be too hard to pronounce-“
Without missing a beat, he reaches across the table and says, “good to meet you too hard.”
Took me a few seconds to process, then I died laughing and never corrected him whenever he introduced Too Hard.
Friend assumed my Starfinder gunslinger was a reference to Dante from DMC. I was shooting for Revolver Ocelot with the build but I just rolled with it and adopted a Dante style of RP for the character. In character it's just a persona he adopts and in actuality he's a fairly timid person, but the Rock and Roll style attitude helps him break outta his shell.
All in all? That assumption made what was initially a throwaway build into my mainstay for the setting. Next game we're doing, the party's setting up to do a super sentai (power rangers) flavored AP. Curious how it'll go. My character's the blue ranger of the scenario.
PANR has tuned in.
My fighter in a furry campaign roared when he was on watch, and came back sheepishly saying that he had stepped on a hedgehog. Since he had been acting bard-ish, everyone said that he was [censored] a hedgehog instead. Which he steadfastly denied. Until the goddess of chaos, engaging in wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey nonsense, revealed she needed an artifact from the time and place she was sending us to. And fighter boy VERY reluctantly pulled out a little pendant and revealed that he had met a hedgehog ranger out there...
???
@@korbloxudzal3222 The man *did* fuck a hedgehog
I've never been more ungrateful for having the ability to read
@@atomcats3445 This was what Adam and Eve saw when they ate the fruit
Dude who the hell plays furry dnd
I used message in things like goblins or npcs that didn't know about the spell to make them think a inner voice was talking to them
It was so loved by everyone that i ended taking telepathic as feat
I recently lost a character, who was a gnomish moon druid. Abysmal physical stats, but really high mental stats (because shes not really using her own body, all wildshape, all the time). Originally she was just a typical druid. Due to player assumptions (and admittedly me loving the idea) she became more and more what the DM described as a "feral Gnome". She might be smart, wise, and charismatic, but she lives like an animal, literally. She follows the laws of nature; the weak are food for the strong. She was usually the voice of reason for the party, but then we end up in a town which is ruled by three undead called the hunt lords. She, being a beast of nature, couldn't resist the opportunity. She went out one night to hunt, and hopefully, be hunted. She got ehat she wanted. She didnt care that she was caught. To be bested by a true hunter was her happy ending.
I have a weird inverse on this: A character assuming something about a character that made something canon for a third one.
There's this really badass gnoll guy in my campaign who runs this big mercenary company, his names Harys. Despite the reputation Gnoll's have, he's super chill and smart, and basically invented welfare for the people who work for him. Anyway, two of the PC's don't like him and while talking shit about him, one of them joked that he's into feet. Everyone had a laugh and moved on.
About three sessions later, one of the other PCs joked about it, despite not being in the conversation. I later ran a one shot where the players were characters in this mercenary company and it got brought up. From there, it was a running joke. It's now canon that one of Harys' adopted kids started the rumor as a meme and it's got completely out of hand, with Harys being the only one who doesn't know about it and he has no idea why none of his men take him seriously anymore.
All because someone thought he seemed like a foot guy
That my Goliath life/dreams cleric druid, was a pacifist. Though they ended up making so many assumptions about my character that they essentially played my character for me... I ended up leaving that game after one too many of those incidents.
That my human fighter was an idiot. I unintentionally did enough stupid stuff that once I noticed I was giving off that impression, I decided it was genuinely the case.
I played a plasmoid paladin who for the first several sessions only said his name "I am Eeap" and used the shield of expressions, because he was wary of everybody for him not being from this worlds campaign. Everyone except the wizard who spoke another language same as I, thought that he couldnt speak common. Wasn't until the bbeg announced himself that I started speaking common with a big "Holy Spit", that the rest of the party freaked out more about me than realizing the bbeg wanted a fight.
I've got two
In the very first game I DM'd, I introduced a kobold NPC. I didn't write down his name, so next session I forgot. One of my players joking called him "George", so from that point forward he was known as George the Kobold.
In another group I play with, I decided to play George as a kobold wizard. The DM liked how weird that name was for a kobold that she decided there was a whole cult named "The cult of George", so from that moment on, we agreed that my character came from a tribe that worships this cult and every kobold's name is some form of "George". (we got names like Jorg, Georgia, Georgina, etc.)
Party assumed my rouge hated getting her hands dirty. So i rolled woth it and got too avoid doing any hard work 😂
5:45 I mean, you can easily play a bard who doesn't play instruments. 2 out of 3 of mine didn't and the 3rd was more of a ceremonial war drum kinda guy, he waved a banner as his spellcasting focus though.
Don't mind me, I'm just cackling at the Gwen Elf one
Not too crazy but I’m in an Exandria campaign my character is a Pirate Tiefling and I gave a vague description of her father. Two of the other players were immediately saying her dad was Wyatt Maranoss the Plank King. The first time she cast sending to her dad my GM rolled with it and made her father The Plank King. A year later I also find out her Mother is Levistus. I always said her mom was dead but man my GM knows how to twist some things to make a backstory more interesting.
That my gnoll barbarian liked having his ears scratched.
Fang initially shied away from the gesture because, per the backstory I'd previously written but hadn't fully revealed to the party yet, after living as a pit-fighting beast under the thumb of cruel masters for most of his youth, he'd spent a long time learning how to be a person and hated the idea of being reduced to an animal again. The other players assumed that the 'rough upbringing' he'd previously alluded to had left him believing he was about to be hit in moments like this (not entirely inaccurate), and the rogue who offered the gesture spent some time promising that it wouldn't hurt and promising him a free swing if it did.
He finally acquiesced, mostly to shut them up, and I sent a low growl into the microphone as an in-character indication of his reaction... leading one of the other players to ask if Fang was purring. One quick google search later, I learned that hyenas can in fact purr, and that pretty much sealed it; Fang still hated being looked down on or treated as less than a person, but for the rest of that campaign he would accept ear-scratches from select individuals.
My latest Wizard is a Warforged named Frappe. There is a reason for this, but it's not relevant to the game - yet. Someone assumed this was cause he was powered by coffee and ordered him a glass. This is not the case, but he CAN eat and drink and I'm not doing anything to confirm or deny this, so everyone thinks he's powered by coffee now. They're in for a shock for when we get to what his batter actually is...
What is it tho?
Oh, it's the soul of a dead wizard, compressed into a gemstone. :V
During my first ever campaign I was a ranger. While my brother was invited to the king's shin dig our monk was told to watch my character so he "doesn't try to rob the king"
There was no thief in the party. My character has never even tried. I was so salty I decided to do it anyway. Unfortunately he insta killed me with no dice rolls.
This did however partially influence a rogue I'd later play in another group.
I had a duergar barbarian for my first character and I couldn't explain where my Javelins where stored, so someone joked about them being stored 'up there' and its now a canon fact against my will 😭
An assumption on the part of the DM lead to my wizard/sorcerer getting wild magic despite not being a wild mage (my character was replacing an intended NPC who was running around Polymorphing people, he forgot I didn't have that spell).
Now to see if the ADHD thing sticks; I've managed to fail nearly every Perception check and always been dead last in initiative..
My brother made a dwarven paladin named Tordek Battlehammer, and I immediately called him Torndick and then for the whole campaign our whole party just made dick jokes whenever talking about my brothers character
I once had a high elf Arcane Trickster rogue. He was *_NOT_* a thief. He was the scion of a powerful (as in magically, not nobility) elven family and therefore expected to learn and devote himself magic, but over time he learned how best to sneak away from lessons and pursue a true passion in fencing, so in my head "expert at sneaking" + "knows a decent bit of magic" + "good with a rapier" equals arcane trickster rogue, so that's what I picked.
But I guess the commonly accepted view is that rogue = thief. My character was a rogue, therefore the party constantly expected him to steal this, lockpick that. Eventually my character decided to try and pickpocket a keepsake from one of the party members while they were sleeping, and I intended to fail just to show how not much of a thief I was. _Boy, what a time to roll a Nat 20 on sleight of hand._
I didn't really 'roll with it' per se, but I did make it a part of my character from that point on to wonder "hey, maybe I really did miss my calling as a thief."
I played a dwarven paladin of the keeper of secrets under the mountain, at the end of character creation I hadn’t come up with a name as I was still undecided when we started I introduced myself as a paladin of the keeper of secrets and one of the other players assumed that my name was a secret because of that and for the next four months I didn’t have to worry about naming him
My Dragonborn warlock was originally supposed to have the Anthropologist background to explain how he became a he blade but one of the players either forgot or changed it to Archaeologist and joked that he was studying the difference between dragons and dinosaurs. So when I got the invocation to polymorph we all decided the only thing I could turn into were dinosaurs
I was playing as a dreng; and the party nominated me as camp cook.
The dm asked me to describe what kind of meal i was preparing, as in how many ingredients and what i had to do in order to cook it (this was a resource intense/survival setting).
So the party settles down to eat. The dm makes every other player roll multiple poison damage; as i had not worn gloves at any point during prep or plating, and naturally secrete poison and pass it onto whatever i touch.
This led the party to nominate me as the more, "discreet" assasin, as i would casually cook up feasts fit for kings, or infiltrate kitchens, to help solve out more problematic diplomacy issues
4:30 Was somebody playing Grog?
I was playing a cleric for the first time and a player asked me to say my "holy rites" for a dead body, having no idea what that meant I said "Whats that?" and the table burst out laughing thinking I was talking in character. So, the entire campaign I played a warforged cleric blacksmith that had no idea she was a cleric.
My party all assumed that our Aasimsr warlock has foot fetish which tbf he was collecting the feet of everything we killed.
He kinds rolled with it somewhat as he once distracted an hired guard by posing as a miracle foot massager and proceeded to "cure" this persons foot disease by massaging his feet while the rest of the party snuck inside the nearby cave to take out his boss.
He also took this a step further by now taking all the feet he collected and had our artificer turn them into a big wheeled vehicle made of multiple feet (think general grevious big wheel in episode 3 of star wars).
I'm running a Harengon Barbarian called Thumper, who's 4 feet tall. My DM, during an introduction to a new player, said that "They see a Harengon, that's 4 feet tall, and has ears that're 2 feet long." I just ran with it because one of these days, I'm gonna say "Hey, eyes down here, buddy," when they just see rabbit-man ears when they expect to see someone's face instead.
9:40 HOLY SHIT A.B.A GUILTY GEAR!
That my ranger had a beer gut
My character, a 16 year old wizard, lovestruck, and pretentios, also wanted for the murder of his master that he didnt comit, didnt want to give his name (Örn, or Eagle). Instead he said something like "My name flies and changes like the wind."
The partys dumb warrior thinks for a minute, then goes: "So.. your name is Bird (Fågel)."
And since then, Örn was named Fågel. Surprizingly close tbh.
the party and most NPCs we met assumed i was a noble, it was due to some homebrew aura thing that helped me on cha rolls, so i got into places i really shouldn't have or got much better treatment than i deserved as i made the dm cry from how often i went down or died. good times. yes that's died, multiple times, dying is for quitters and they made the mistake of making me important for something later so i wouldn't die for long and i took full advantage of that until the game was dropped. shockingly it wasn't my fault but it would have been soon XD
Under-Hour squad up! 😂😂
My wizard used hunger of hadar, and thus one ofthe other players thought I had levels in warlock for a few weeks because I answered their query with a "Don't worry about it". (I did not, in fact have warlock levels, but I did want to see how it'd go)
Was a fighter in a one shot superhero home brew game... fighter as in basic guy plus the most common of super powers... guy+
He was named Guy his superhero name was DudePlus.
We were all given the chance to pick or create an ultimate ability or power, our trump card. I chose a variation of revived after death but with the conditions of that it needs to be a death blow that exceeds my health pool and it essentially respwans DudePlus as Dude-Double-Plus my basic abilities are boosted to deal double damage double health, double speed, just doubles everything of Guy except for wisdom, intelligence, charisma, and luck are halfed. And i joked with the gm that if somehow sombody killed me perfectly to activate my ultimate ability again, I'll effectively turn into a moblie neclear dirty bomb in the middle of the fight over killing me and activating my ultimate again creating bigger expolosion upon my subsequent revivals.
My ultimate only works on the last hit if somehow (unrealistically) deals enough damge to outright kill and over kill me does it start the first possible rounds of doublefication. Im just revived back at base while being the convenient meat shield of the hero team.
My absolute unit of a fighter went to sleep with the others at the end of a session. The next session I could not be there. Que my party having to drag my unconscious body around for the entire mini session. From then on my fighter was known to sleep like the dead. Having extreme difficulties to wake him up. When you can wake him up he will function on pure muscle memory and won't remember a thing until the long rest is over
So... the Hat Person wasn't a sentient hat? :(
I was a blue dragonborn and the DM thought I had fire resistance instead of lightning resistance. This was important because a insanely powerful sword we were carrying could only be held by a fire resistant creature. Never bothered to correct him.
Maybe has a red relative.
My character was an artificer rogue who lost her father. The other character was a gunsmith who always wore gloves on his right hand.
Bad things kept happening to my artificer. She was nearly killed by a biblically accurate angel, and then got her friend killed in a plan she made. (The friend turned out to be alive later). At that point, she just wanted to give up and go home. But then the gunsmith decided to give my artificer a pep talk. It was pretty good but at the end of it the gunsmith offered a handshake with his left hand. I thought that it was because the gunsmith noticed that the artificer was left handed.
But it turned out that it was because his left hand wasn't gloved so to him it was more genuine.
They wound up best friends, and built both a war machine, and a ship togeather, and the artificer went on to become one of the group's heavy hitters.
Kind of the opposite, but I wrote this after seeing the title of the video and before listening to the context explained in the video: As a devoted holy man in service to the benevolent god of the sun, the other party members assumed I wouldn't resort to breaking and entering into the office of the elderly caretaker of the local orphanage (which was also dedicated to the sun god) to go through her stuff and rob her after the DM said I sensed something fiendish (probably the item we were looking for) coming from there. The warlock I'd tried to guilt trip about her pact just an hour or so ago was more than a bit surprised when she walked in on me helping the rogue through the window. I said I was a priest, but I never said what class I was.
So. I accidentally became Cyn from murder drones in my campaign. I was kinda tipsy and stubbed my toe. So of course I said ow in middle of what I was saying which came out as "Ow. Pained expression." And now its canon my warforged is a midget who narrates thier actions and speaks in a monotone. DM thought it would be funny to make my midget warlock have something similar to The Absolute Solver as a patron. So basically I'm playing as Cyn traveling with a Drow who likes to steal flutes and nothing else, a permanently smiling Tabaxi who gives ominous positivity, and an orc who is cursed to swap gender every time they sneeze.
My guy seeboo(big o' Goliath cleric with 20 strength) lived so far out in the middle of nowhere that him, and the gnomes he grew up with, were still the same tech level as normal fantasy settings in our modern fantasy world. One player decided the gnomes were rednecks, and now it is canon lol. The dm also assumed seeboo couldn't read because I leaned too hard into the "what the heck is a electricity", while having 8 intelligence, later changed to 4 when they realized, right before the bbeg, I am just as dumb as seeboo with how screwed my character sheet was lol
Now to preface this I normally play sad sack characters. I enjoy being an eyore and having a character arch where I find happiness in some way. However I was really trying to play a happy character this time.
My current arcane domain cleric was going to be a young naive kind hearted man who while failing to be a wizard was made a cleric of azuth due to dedication and faith in magic. Who would or would not know that he is a cleric and thinks he's just a little bit weird wizard. He may not be right in casting his spells but he always gets his results.
However due to complications assumptions and the wild introduction of my character being in drunk in the middle of a zombie hoard with sanctuary on my character becomes a middle aged alcoholic depressed ex rouge who was le mis'd into his current lot in life. He is what the clerics call in to deal with the fae as they often listen to a crook. Or catch his hook (read green flame blade shillelagh sneak attack)
Also he became Irish...
my tabaxi ranger Mahana has recently received actual religious beliefs during an ADHD break. She believes that there is a magical creature in every plant and inanimate object. Of course, this created the question as to whether such a creature inhabits her bow, an already magical item. I didn't plan for her to be able to actually speak to these creatures... but that idea was too good to leave it out. Anyway, the bow is now called Lorax, only speaks Sylvan and acts as a sort of advisor to her.
Iwas playing ared dragonborn barbarial named Dave and we were on the road towards a town when some bandits attacked us. One fight later and Dave picks up a potato and eats it but later when in the town I forgot I already ate the potato so I ate it again so everyone thought I had a magic potato so now Dave has a magical regenerating potato
So me and a friend were in this one D&D group and the DM needed a secret dragon among the PC's for story reasons. I volunteered my Kobold Draconic bloodline (Gold) sorcerer and my friend had his Dragonborn fighter that was a bit religious be this young gold's second in command. Now we had went with the idea that when this young gold dragon was finding a spot for a lair he picked an abandoned dragonslayer castle, said dragonslayer had a sense of humor, a vindictive side and magical skill and cursed his land so that the first dragon to claim it would be turned into a kobold. Anyway the party and other players are in the dark about this and believe me and my friend are agents of said young gold dragon and aiding the party due to shared enemies.
The rest of the party is an assortment of mercenaries hired to deal with two problems the kingdom faces, A cult of Tiamat and a Castle full of undead dragonslayers that still belive a large chuck of the kingdom is still theirs. Heres the assumption coming in, during an infiltration of the cult I used acid splash to melt quite a few locks, my kobold also wore practical traveling clothes that happened to include a hood and he carried two daggers and happened to be good with them (High dex, Cha and Wis ,with good Int to boot, build). So the party assumed my kobold must have been a theif or spy. Rolled with that for the fake indenty of Zaz, Eye of Zaslortaz. Also the DM had most NPCs believe he wasn't a caster as his clothing choice wasn't the typical robes, sure they were still of superior quality indicating he's wealthy but nothing obviously magical. Layers of deception was my specialty, did more rouge stuff than the party's rouge come to think of it.
11:18 Eel-is-TRAY-ee
Not a character but an entire race.
Roughly 4 years ago I'd made a race of shark people to populate a homebrew island for a campaign, complete with subraces and racial feats before sharing it with my players as character options before starting it. However I hadn't really considered their lore in the world beyond 'unintentionally elves'; they aren't isolated because they're too morally superior or environmentalist to interact with other races, they just come across too rough around the edges by speaking their minds for most races to tolerate outside of trade, so they keep to themselves in a conventionally well ordered society. I was taking a break from the regular races and wanted this campaign to be primarily populated with the more monstrous races like firbolgs and lizardfolk, but wanted to offer some recognizable options for more standard character building in case any of my players didn't want something extreme.
Then one of my players found a picture of a sharkman wearing indian tribal gear and asked me if they're the orc counterpart in my world, after briefly considering the real world versions of sharks I based the race on, I was struck with inspiration and explained 'yup except they're a nomadic folk like vikings, though they prefer the simplier pleasures of life such as competitive fishing they wouldnt turn down mercenary work for any reason!' Every session thereafter somebody in the group would crack a joke about 'the extra toothy nord' in the party, I even joined in with a couple skyrim npcs to lighten the mood from a painful retreat XD
I had at made a goliath paladin called jeff, he was a foundling of said order and the man raising him is bad with names, so he was named jeff. Fast forward and the party meets jeff and when they ask him what his name is he proudly sais "My name is Jeff" the party starts laughing and find put through te weeks that jeff is mainly good in a fight but a bit stuntet in comunicatoins cause he keeps forgeting titles and names (i cant remember them myself so i try to say something that sounds the same) at one point we are given rune stones that allow you to talk over long distance to contact an order of mercenenarys that give us jobs. Emidiatly after being given them i forget the name and now they are funny stones, and every body now thinks jeff is mentaly chalenged but a good guy at heart. So now i have to roleplay him as a good martial man but stupid at everything else.
2:00 YEEEESSSSSSSS!
I had a sorcerer character once, he was of noble background and everyone just ASSMED he will be a massively racist character (they had sooome reason but they were wrong i was going to make a naive but good meaning character that does not want to be defined by his countrys bad traditions).
But because i live in a sane place in the world and because after introspection i realised it would actually fit, i retroactively went from Lawful Neutral to Lawful Evil and made my character indeed the asshole "the evil society" (the table) wanted him to be.
The original plan was "a noble practicing the family tradition of going on a journey to prove himself to change the kingdom from within" but i switched it to "power hungry asshole exploiting the tradition to build a power base to take over the evil country and make it worse".
Was actually fun.
Well it's less that the party assumed something and more, I am the only one who can speak.
1 is missing his togue
Another forgot how to speak and write in anything but Druidic
The last one just chooses not to because reasons.
So I have to do the heavy lifting when it comes to Dialogue.
We've picked up a Wizard who's been straight up shunted into our realm by accident he can speak but he's shady as all get out.
It's actually been a lot of fun playing interpreter these idiots.
Also two of them don't have names. So it's big guy and metal man.
Big guy's the one with the cut out togue, he our barbarian can atleast write.
Metal man is spoiler a Warforged Ranger who just like nature and chilling with the trees and wildlife. He chooses not to speak unless he needs to.
Druid lady is just plain feral and only speaks in Druid
And I myself and a half elf Fighter working my way towards arcane archer.
hehe, fast as frick to a new upload