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Aerandir 04-21-05, 08:07 PM	I'm currently playing in a Forgotten Realms campaign with my gaming group, based in and around Dagger Falls (located in the Dalelands, if I’m not mistaken). Thing is, everyone’s character is really unique and none of us know exactly what are all of the specifications of the other characters. All of us are pretty unique (no clichéd Dwarven Fighters, Elven Wizards, etc.), including my own. With my unique character comes an interesting back-story. Now in talking with my DM, he was very impressed with how well fleshed out my characters’ history was, and how well it fit into the history of the Forgotten Realms world. However, I’m still not completely finished with it. The campaign has already started, but I’m still trying to fill in a few of the gaps in the my characters’ story, and I would greatly appreciate any feed back on what I have so far, and suggestions for filling in the blanks. First things first, lets get to know my character (be forewarned, this part is quite reading intensive). My character is a Giant-Kin Human, an original house-rule race of sorts. My character is human, with a trace of Giant a few generations back, such as having a Giant as a great grandparent or even farther along the family tree. In this case, the human blood was mixed with that of a Cloud Giant, the most powerful of the Giant races. This gives my character quite a bit of flavor, among other thing making him very large (pushing the boundaries of the Medium size classification, standing at 7’5’’ and 354 lbs.) Also boosting his Strength and Constitution quite a bit, as well as inheriting the Over-Sized Weapon ability, allowing his to wield a Realsword (a.k.a. an Ogre’s Greatsword, a Greatsword one size larger than the standard and deals 3d6 damage). He also has naturally tougher skin (Natural Armor bonus), Low Light vision, and the yet undiscovered ability to cast Levitate once a day (tied into how I am role-playing him, read on to make sense of this). With this in mind, I started him out as a Barbarian. Now is the tricky part, tying this into the history and locale of the Forgotten Realms campaign setting. My character, which goes by the name of Lander Stormwind, was found in the frozen tundra of The North. Yes found, and apparently left there on purpose. He was discovered as an infant by an Icewind Dale barbarian named Taranis, a skilled warrior and hunter of the tribe of the Elk. He was more than a little confused to find this infant, wrapped lovingly in protective furs, left seemingly there for him to find. What perplexed him even more, was how had this child been left here? There was absolutely no trace of who, or what, had left the infant. For reasons he didn’t quite understand, he took the child back with him. His wife, Maeve, was not quite sure what to make of the child. She herself was already near with child and could give birth any day soon. Perplexed and seeking answers, they sought out the counsel of their Chief, Wulfgar. He was not sure what to make of the child, but memories of his own childhood soon flooded back to him. His own experience bade him to encourage that Taranis and Maeve take the child as their own, and raise him as a member of the tribe. He assured them that the child’s origins should be kept secret, and that he would not betray that secret and the child that it protected. The very next day, Maeve gave birth to a beautifull daughter. They passed off the infant and their own child as twins, and so the child came to be a part of their family. The boy was named Lander, and the girl was named Keira. However, this was not to last. A short three years later, the Tribe of the Elk was involved in the Battle to reclaim Mithril Hall alongside the Battlehammer clan Dwarves, the Nesme militia, and the Knights of Silverymoon. Taranis fought valiantly in the battle, however he fell in a valiant last stand against the Drow. A small contingent of Dwarven fighters had been separated from the main attack force and became surrounded by the enemy. A group of barbarians lead by Taranis noticed this, and decided to take advantage of their enemy’s preoccupation on the Dwarves. The barbarians charged the backs of the enemy ranks, devastating the Drow warriors in their path. However the Drow still had superior numbers and tactics, and the tide slowly turned once again in favor of the accursed Dark Elves. This gave the Dwarves time to regroup in a defensive triangle formation, and slowly advance (as most Dwarves do) on the Drow once again. This created an almost pincer like effect, with the tip of the Dwarven ‘spear’ making its way towards the falling barbarians. Unfortunately they were falling faster and faster, until Taranis was standing alone, swinging his Greatsword in a wide ark to keep his aggressors at bay. By this time, the Dwarves where almost upon them, but time was not Taranis’ ally this day. The Drow where enraged at how many they had lost to these simple humans, weak and inferior surface dwellers, and took their aggression out on Taranis. He could not hope to block or dodge the coordinated attack of five skilled Drow warriors, and not many could. So Taranis fell in glorious battle, dying the honorable death that is so strived for by those who cry out the name of the war god Tempus. But victory was not something the Drow would savor for long, as the Dwarves continued their attack, which had only gained momentum, and put a quick end to the remaining Drow. The leader of the Dwarven unit, a skilled warrior and artisan of the Battlehammer clan named Barendd, knelt down beside the corpse of the fallen barbarian leader. He retrieved the warrior’s necklace, and vowed revenge in honor of the fallen noble warriors; Drow blood would flow deep this day. Just as Barendd was standing back up to rejoin the battle and lead his unit, a hand grabbed his ankle. Taranis it would seem was not quite dead, yet. He tried to speak, but Barendd couldn’t make it out what he was trying to say, and took a step closer. Taranis spoke his last words to the Dwarf, “my children”, and then passed on to join his comrades in the after life. He nodded, and vowed that if he survived this fight, he would watch over the children of this noble warrior who had given his life to save himself and his men. With that, he rose and made his way back to his men, and prepared to lead them into combat once again… As fate would have it, Barendd Battlehammer did live to see the fight won that day. In the aftermath of the battle, the blood of the fallen still wet on the ground, Barendd went out to make good on his oath. Using Taranis’ necklace as a guide, he eventually learned the identity of the barbarian, and of his wife and two children. Barendd himself returned the necklace to Maeve, and told her of Taranis’ last words. He also told her of his oath, and that if her or her children ever needed anything that he would always be there for them. Maeve nodded in acknowledgement, but even in her grief was too proud to take the dwarf up on the offer. However as the Tribe of the Elk settled down in Settlestone, at the base of the mountains that contain Mithril Hall, Maeve would come to accept his help. A single mother in a barbarian tribe was not normal, however the aftermath of the battle left many such cases among the tribes survivors. Barendd was approached by Maeve to teach her children, to become their mentor. So it was that Barendd came to be a close friend of the family. He taught both Lander and Keira, teaching them many things in their time with the Dwarf. However it was Lander, more so than Keira, which took Barendd on as a real father figure. Lander learned blacksmithing, bartering, how to read and write (quite a feat for a barbarian), and speak other languages. Barendd also taught him the martial arts along with other warriors of the Tribe. The cool determinedness and tactical knowledge balanced out and tempered the raging and often reckless style of the Tribe of the Elk warriors. In honor of his father and his heritage, Lander followed the path of the Barbarian, the noble warriors of his tribe. However, Lander took a more sophisticated approach, as he was more intelligent than the average Barbarian. Lander embraced spirituality, following the path of the goddess Mielikki and her champion, Gwaeron Windstorm. He still offers prayers to the gods Tempus and Moradin as well, feeling a close tie to both as well. It was during Lander’s formative years that his uniqueness really started to show. By the time he was 14 years old, he was already almost 6 feet tall, and his eyes where an unusual iridescent blue. Fortunately, both his and Keira’s hair was the same dark brown and auburn mix, allowing them to pass as twins. Lander also had other quirks that set him apart, including an affinity for the harp and skill with large weapons. Early in his combat training, Lander wanted to use his father’s sword. Barendd explained that such a weapon was too large and unwieldy for a child. Lander promptly picked up the nearby Greataxe (of similar size), and began to go through the drills that Barendd was working on with him. Suffice to say that Barendd’s jaw wasn’t the only one that hit the floor at the sight of a child, barely 12 at the time, wielding a Greataxe with the easy of a full grown adult. As he continued to grow, so did the size of the weapons Lander wielded. Eventually he settled upon the Realsword, and it became his weapon of choice. Eventually Barendd’s curiosity caused him to confront Maeve about Lander’s father, and it was then that he learned the truth that had been kept from everyone, including Lander and Keira. Although Maeve didn’t know any more about Lander’s true origins than anyone else, Barendd’s knowledge gave him a vague notion of something. He wasn’t sure why or how, but he suspected that Lander carried non-human blood in his veins, probably Giant or something similar (turns out he was right). However he kept these observations to himself, and continued to let Lander grow up as a normal member of his tribe, albeit one that many thought took to Dwarves a bit too much. As the eventual schism formed between the Tribe of the Elk and Mithril Hall, Lander was torn between his loyalties. He eventually made the decision to strike off on his own, with the blessing of Maeve and Barendd. He joined up as a guard on one of the last caravans departing before the barbarians left to return to the frozen plains of Icewind Dale. Lander made a good impression with the caravan leader, a Moon Elf by the name of Kethwyn (meaning ‘musician of the wind’). Such a young, well spoken, and educated barbarian, surprised Kethwyn, even if Lander was a bit shy and reserved. So he hired Lander on as a guard as he traveled across the Dalelands and into west, stopping in such places as Neverwinter and the ‘Jewel of the West’, Waterdeep. Even though Kethwyn exposed Lander to these metropolitan settings, he more so enjoyed showing Lander the landscape that fell between the great cities. It was during his time with Kethwyn that Lander took to playing the harp, more by accident than design. He also learned the lay of the land, the path between the settlements, and generally expanded his knowledge of the outside world beyond his home. Lander also picked up the language of the wilderness, Sylvan, from his time with Kethwyn. Lander spent a few years with the caravan, helping them and other people when and where he could. His great strength won many a fight, and his well-spoken manner upset the image many held of the savage barbarians of the North. On one of the caravan’s trips to the Dalelands, Lander heard of the occupation of Daggerfalls by the Zhentarim, and the call for goodly folk of the Dale to join in the fight to reclaim the city. Lander’s beliefs told him that he needed to help these people, and soon he left the caravan to help the people of Daggerfalls. Kethwyn was happy of Lander’s choice, although he was sad to see his good friend leave, possibly to face his death. Before he left however, Kethwyn encouraged him to choose a name for himself, for coming of age, as was traditional for the Elves to do. Lander chose to create a family name from the influences in his life. He eventually settled on ‘Stormwind’. So it was that he set off with a new name, and purpose. The campaign starts in the year 1373 of the Dale Reckoning. Currently Lander is 20 years old, he was 3 years old when Mithril Hall was reclaimed. I’m almost positive this fits in with the timeline of the region. :uh-huh:Okay, that was a mouthful. As it stands, I try to play Lander as a powerful, intelligent, and benevolent Barbarian from the North; with as diverse a heritage and history as one could expect in a mere 20 year old. More calm and reserved than boisterous, Lander travels to the beat of his own drum. The actions of Wulfgar, Drizzt Do’Urden and the rest of the Companions of the Hall where also inspiring to Lander (he had met all of them at one time or another, he did live in Settlestone after all). There are still some large questions left unanswered in the story. Who are his real parents? Where are they? Why was Lander left out in the frozen tundra to be found? If you have any suggestions about this or any other section of the story/background, please post them. Same thing if you have any questions about the story or Lander or any of the other players in the story, such as Lander’s sister. I’ll try to answer what I can, and appreciate any feedback. And I hope you enjoyed the story!:w00t:
Harrow Blade 04-22-05, 01:56 AM	Great story :bow: I like the way you wove it into events that occured in the novels. by the way, great story. Ok I am over that now. As to Landers parents perhaps he was something of a genetic throw back, it could be that in a family of cloud giants there was some human blood and it managed to manifest all at once in Lander. The leaders of the tribe demanded that such weak blood be cast out or better killed off, but his mother could not bare to see her first son killed so coldly. She won the chance to dispose of the child and went out into the wilderness, awash with grief she found she could not leave her child in the ice alone. But then out of the corner of her eyes she saw a lone hunter. Inspriation struck and she place her child in the path of the hunter, hiding nearby she watched ready to spring to the childs defence if anything should go wrong but she saw tenderness as the hunter picked up the child and care as he turned and took the foundling back to his home. For two weeks she watched from a distance until certain that her child was well before returning her own tribe. Landers birth mother still lives with her cloud giant family and has true giant children of her own now but every so often she will gaze out over the frozen wastes and wonder what happened to her first born.
Aerandir 04-22-05, 10:35 AM	Thanks!:D R.A. Salvatore’s books, especially the Icewind Dale Trilogy, really influenced me. I had borrowed them from my friend before the campaign had started (ironically enough, he is also the DM of this game). I really like the idea of banishment/death of the child, for being inferior by Cloud Giant standards. With the Cloud Giant’s innate ability to levitate, that could easily explain the lack of tracks at the scene. However for so much human to manifest itself in the first generation offspring is quite astounding. Even Half-Ogres rank as at least size Large creatures and you can look at them and immediately tell they are not human. Lander is smaller than that, and Cloud Giants are Huge creatures. So either there would have to be an extraordinary set of circumstances involving the conception and birth of Lander, or the incursion of Giant Blood needs to be farther back. But you really have my head moving in a new direction now. This may seem wild, but stick with me on this…:lightbulb Lander’s biological mother was a full-blooded Cloud Giant. However she had an infatuation with nature (many would say unhealthy), and its smaller creatures. She loved nothing more than to just explore the mountains and countryside. She preferred to spend more time on land than her heavenly bound brethren, who where content to stay in their cloud fortress. It was during her time on the ground that she came to admire a simple, lone Druid. This human traveled on his own, forsaking the company of his people, instead living in the wilderness at one with nature. The more she watched him, the more she simply fell in love with him. Eventually she returned to the fortress in the sky, the home of her people. She sought out a powerful spell-caster, and made a single request. That he shrink her down to the size of a human. Most any other Cloud Giant would have laughed at the preposterousness of it all, but this was no ordinary Cloud Giant. Sensing her feeling and motivations for her request, he indulged her and granted her the request. So she returned to the surface, merely the size of a human. She found the Druid once again, but this time did not hide herself from him. They spent the rest of the day traveling together and enjoying each other’s company. The fact that she still looked like a Cloud Giant, did not seem to bother the Druid at all, made her fall even more for him. His total acceptance of her, regardless of how different she might have been, caused her heart to swell even more. At the end of the day they bade each other farewell, and went their own paths once again. So thereafter, she returned to her normal size. Alarmed at this, she returned to the fortress in the sky to seek out the spell-caster. He calmly explained that the spell was not permanent, in case she didn’t want to stay that size forever. She begged and pleaded with him to change her back, to make her smaller again, for good. He asked her why she would want to do that? What reason would cause her to leave her own people, become one with the lesser races? Her only answer was ‘true love’. He thought about it, slowly nodded his head, and asked her to return in the morning. She did, and he performed the spell on her, with the extra power required to make the effect everlasting. Soon she returned to the surface world and reunited with the Druid, and they stayed together for many years. Eventually she would become pregnant, although she was still genetically a giant, and as such the process was much slower for her (Cloud Giants live longer than humans, I’m assuming that pregnancy would last much longer as well). However, Lander’s life would be marked with tragedy before it even began. His biological father, the Druid, would be killed by a pack of Tundra Yeti while he was foraging for food. Although he was powerful, he could not hope to defend himself from an entire pack. So it was that her true love died, and with him her love for surface world. Enraged beyond control with grief at her lose, she hunted down and slaughtered the rest of the pack that had survived her love’s valiant last stand. She was disgusted with it all, and was disillusioned with anger. Eventually it would pass, only to be replaced with unrelenting grief and sadness. Not only for herself, but for her unborn child as well, that it should be depraved a father. She gave birth to a son, and returned to the fortress in the sky. However she had been exiled, and was no longer welcome among them. She did manage to get them to let her speak to the spell-caster. She asked for his counsel, and his counsel he did give. He bade her leave the child to the mercy of the frozen waste, renounce her ties to the surface world and vow never to return; then she would be allowed back to stay. She could be large once again; permanent the spell had been made, but dispel it he still could. She couldn’t do that however, she had lost her love and now was asked to lose her child. The old spell-caster was not without a heart however, and told her that leaving the child in the tundra was not a death sentence, provided you could plan it correctly. He talked to her some more, and eventually convinced her that the child would be better off on the surface with humans. The child had been born under the effects of the spell, and would never reach the size of a Giant, but merely a very large human. He would never fit in among the Cloud Giants and would forever be an outcast among them; even if he would be enlarged just as she had been shrunk, every Giant there would know he was not a pureblood. He told her to find a suitable family among the humans, possibly among the large Barbarians, to entrust the care of the child to. So she did, spying on the humans of the tundra. She came across one barbarian family without any children, but who was expecting a child very soon. The wife would give birth any day, and the Cloud Giant had found her chance. She followed the woman’s husband out into the wild, and placed the child in the barbarian’s path, hoping he would find it. That he did, and not sure what to make of the child, returned with it back to his tribe. The Cloud Giant returned to her home and her people, vowing never to return again. However, every once in a while she would visit the old spell-caster, and they would magically scry on the child. So it continued for many years, she was never any more a part of her son’s life than an interested spectator… Granted this is just a preliminary, but what do you think?:plotting: Oh yeah, and Kudos to you Harrow Blade for getting my thoughts rollin' again!:bow:
Harrow Blade 04-23-05, 04:07 AM	I am glad I was able to inspire you, I really liked the direction you took it. That almost makes you a half giant. It was as good a back story as they come. If there is an author to model yourself on R. A. Salvatore would be one in a handful I would recomend. Just a thought, you mentioned that Barennd was an artisan, and it got me thinking that a dwarven craft realsword could very much in your future. Your benevolent dwarven benefactor may be inclined to craft some of your equipment.
Aerandir 04-23-05, 06:07 PM	My thoughts exactly! Actually, the Masterwork Silver Realsword that I currently have was forged by Barendd. I just didn't think to include that little bit of the story. Although whenever I can manage to get my hands on some real treasure, I plan on commissioning some armor from him, probably Mithril Breastplate. Mithril Breastplate Type: Light Cost: 4,150 GP AC Bonus: +5 Max Dex: +5 Armor Check: 0 Spell Fail: 15% Weight: 15lbs.
Harrow Blade 04-24-05, 07:55 AM	Truly Ironic. I would say that great minds think alike but then would be reminded that fools seldom differ. either way it is handy to have a dwarven artisan in your background :)
Ashianyl 04-24-05, 10:58 PM	Hi Aerandir. :) That was a nice read that left me with nothing much to add as you and Harrowblade have done such a good job fleshing it out. Anyway, I would like to point out that there are rules for half giants (XPH) or if you prefer a more human version, the Jotunbrud feat (Races of Faerun - you have half giant blood and count as Large for opposing checks like grapple, trip etc). If you don't have XPH, just check out www.systemreferencedocuments.org and look for the psionics tab. This is a favourite resource of mine. ;)
Aerandir 04-25-05, 10:59 AM	Thanks for the post Ashianyl. I knew of the Half-Giant, but my DM and I don't think that it accuratly depicts a Half Giant. Why all of the psionic powers? Which Giant has psionic powers? Why is a Half-Giant smaller and have a lesser Strength bonus than a Half-Ogre? In a one-on-one, even the weakest Hill Giant shold be able to take out an Ogre, let alone if it was a Fire, Stone, Storm or Cloud Giant. I really do like the Half-Giant's Powerfull Build ability, allowing them to count as Large creatures whenever it's good for them to do so. Besides that, I'll take my Oversized Weapon ability over natural Psionics. I don't mean to sound so negative, but the Half-Giant in the psionics handbook doesn't make much sense, when compared with a Half-Ogre. Thanks for pointing out that Feat. The 'Races of Faerun' is one book I haven't looked at yet. I'm in need of a good Feat (I'm Lv.3), and that one sounds like a really good pick. That would give me the extra flavor of character, and the needed boost to make Lander exceptional at somthing else that I could specialize in, such as overrun, trip, grapple, etc. Thanks for the feedback! Now to get my DM to read this *NEW & IMPROVED* version of my character's history. Problem is, Lander doesn't know most of it!:rofl:
Ashianyl 04-25-05, 12:33 PM	Thanks for the post Ashianyl. I knew of the Half-Giant, but my DM and I don't think that it accuratly depicts a Half Giant. Why all of the psionic powers? Which Giant has psionic powers? Why is a Half-Giant smaller and have a lesser Strength bonus than a Half-Ogre? In a one-on-one, even the weakest Hill Giant shold be able to take out an Ogre, let alone if it was a Fire, Stone, Storm or Cloud Giant. I really do like the Half-Giant's Powerfull Build ability, allowing them to count as Large creatures whenever it's good for them to do so. Besides that, I'll take my Oversized Weapon ability over natural Psionics. I don't mean to sound so negative, but the Half-Giant in the psionics handbook doesn't make much sense, when compared with a Half-Ogre. :) I normally don't have any problems looking past psionics as a mechanic that gives a character cool extraordinary powers. To me, any mechanic can be tweaked slightly to suit your taste. Want to use a Street Fighter arcade game fireball? Just manifest Energy Bolt and declare to the DM that you hurl the power from your hand as opposed to having the energy attack appear from out of nowhere in front of you. Power points? That's just my internal ki power. As for the Half Giant being less powerful than the Half Ogre, that's because the Half Ogre has been erratta-ed to LA+2. Yeah, it doesn't make sense, but then again, I would just say that Ogre blood mix better with human blood than Giant blood. :P In any case, you should check out some of the feats from Races of Stone - especially Knockback - which allows you to do a free bull rush whenever your power attack hits someone. Or the Fling Ally and Fling Enemy feats... really fun fun! Oh, and the Jotunbrud feat can only be taken at level 1 that gives you the Powerbuild feature of the Half-Giant. :)
Aerandir 04-25-05, 03:51 PM	I don't mind (bad pun :P) psionic powers, in fact I think they are far more interesting than arcane/divine magic. It's just that where did it come from in the Half-Giant build? Why does being half-giant make you more inclined to spionics? That's what I don't get, it's never really explained. Although because they don't explain it, that leaves it wide open for interpertation. And depending on who interpersts it, it can be anywhere from bland to extraordinary. I think the Half-Giant build is very cool, however it just didn't fit what the DM and myself wanted for the character (gotta' love homebrew). Good thing that they fixed the Level Adjustment for the Half-Ogre, I thought it was wierd how a Drow was +2 and a Half-Ogre was only +1. Hopefully I can talk my DM into making an exception with that Jotunbrud feat. The Half-Giant's 'Powerful Build' ability was something we had talked about, and ruled out as it was too powerful to start out with that and Wield Oversized Weapon; but if I'm going to spend a feat on it. I didn't know of this feat or else I would have picked it at Level 1 (I picked 'Axe Thrower'), so hopefully he'll make an exception in my case. It's not as if it wouldn't be believable, Lander is 7 foot 5 inches, and over 350 pounds.:evillaugh Maybe if I look REALLY CUTE and ask him REAL NICLY, he'll let me.:bigeyes:
Ashianyl 04-25-05, 09:46 PM	Haha, if you try to be too cute, the DM might penalize your XP gain for acting out of character. ;)
Harrow Blade 04-25-05, 10:33 PM	About the half-giant psionic inclination, I think it has something to do with the wotc attempt to incorporate some of the old Darksun stuff into general dnd. In Darksun nearly everything was psionic but that was also where I first came across half-giants. Having played a half-giant psychic warrior and really enjoyed it I still found no place to use thier innate ability of stomp. If I recall correctly there is a feat called monkey grip (possibly complete warrior) that allows you to weild a weapon one size catagory larger than usual but taking a -2 penalty to attack. Combine that with the powerful build ability of the half-giant and you have a medium size creature weilding a gargantuan weapon. It would be quite amusing to see a guy swinging a massive greatsword that was twice as long as he is tall. :fight!: Also take a look at the Goliaths from races of stone, even if its just for ideas. Similar to half-giants in thier own way but no psionics.
Aerandir 04-26-05, 08:05 AM	:rofl: Actually, my DM let me have the very powerfull Wield Oversized Weapon ability at 1'st level, if I promissed never to take Monkey Grip! He doesn't want me to go two weapon fighting with Realswords... Well, I had better start pestering my DM soon, out next session is this Friday (the 29'th of April). Unfortunatly I don't think he has the Races of Faerun book, but I know at least one other person in our group does. As far as the Races of Stone goes, I think someone else had just got that as well. Good for him too, as he almost always plays a Dwarf, and has the best Dwarven accent I've ever heard. Quite entertaining! :D But, come on! Who can resist the PUPPY DOG eys!? :bigeyes:
Ashianyl 04-26-05, 10:00 AM	guy swinging a massive greatsword that was twice as long as he is tall. Um, me thinks Harrow Blade should not give such vague descriptions about his greatsword... You do not want to be misunderstood with this sentence, especially among the ladies... or did you? :) But, come on! Who can resist the PUPPY DOG eys!? For your sake, I hope the DM doesn't pervert your request like a wish spell gone wrong... You wouldn't want to walk around the realms as the Most Powerful Warrior with Puppy Dog eyes... ;)
Aerandir 04-26-05, 10:47 AM	For your sake, I hope the DM doesn't pervert your request like a wish spell gone wrong... You wouldn't want to walk around the realms as the Most Powerful Warrior with Puppy Dog eyes... ;) Well, that would just make it all the MORE humilating to be defeated by Lander! Nothing like getting taken out by a Realsword wielding, 7 foot 5 inch, 354 pound, raging Barbarian with BIG PUPPY DOG eyes! :rofl:
Harrow Blade 04-27-05, 06:02 AM	Um, me thinks Harrow Blade should not give such vague descriptions about his greatsword... You do not want to be misunderstood with this sentence, especially among the ladies... or did you? :) I had not thought of it in that manner :eek: :embarrass :angelhide I will be sure to make judicious use of the expansion power should the issue ever arise again, or just proof read my work from the gutter ;)