Your Very First Character

[Wiseman]

Ahhhh... my first character. I use to be a bit of a Jock in Highschool, and I remember my younger brother invited me to his group of friends weekly DnD session at his friends house. I was always curious about trying it, and since I was in art and was creative I wanted to give it a try =)

I thought I had to pick one of the characters in the PHB, so I took the name Gimble from the 3.5 handbook. Turns out I didn't have to, but I kept him a Gnome, and made him into a sorcerer who went into Dragon Disciple. He didn't die horribly, thank god. In fact he turned into a minor deity by the end of the campaign when everyone graduated high school. But I'll always remember all the special moments he got into, like tanglefoot bagging a greater noble. Spending his last gold on a roll of canvas to roll around the Monk in his bed, or even using telekinises on the groups fighter when he went pearl diving for pearls for an identification spell.

[sneakybastard]

well, my first ever (non-computer game) character is who I'm playing right now... Rina Arrowmaim.

[Malefactor]

My first character was a chaotic evil human sorcerer. I tried using persuade to "jedi mind trick" a guard captain into giving me all his belongings, shortly after I was dead in a ditch.

[nhammen]

I started playing D&D about 2 months ago. I joined an already in progress group that was already at level 10 or higher, so my first character was placed at that high of a level as well. He was a fighter. The backstory was that he owned gladiators (3 of them) and was a do-it-yourself type of person, so trained them himself. I never got to fight with him, I just had my slaves do all of the work. The character had some minor underworld associations. When he learned that one of the fellow party members was A) this nation's equivalent of the FBI, B) he had been giving all of the information he had to this other player, and C) everyone in the underworld was about to find out both A and B, he had only one option: he took everything he owned and ran out of the city like a *****. I couldn't roleplay him to do something other than what he would do. And, I may get to play him again at some point, since he is still alive.

My favorite character is the character I rolled up after my first character ran away. This character was a corrupt cop that had been screwed over by the person that had previously been paying him on the side. His entire goal was to be revenge incarnate! But, he failed at that. You can read about that in the embarrassing deaths thread.

[DeepFriedWyzard]

Oh man, the first character I ever played was in ad&d, a few years before 3.0 came out. Not a single one of us knew what we were doing at all. No one had a stat below 20. I was a half elf, cant even remember the class, I think a warrior. I had a khopesh and an arquebus. I died in my first adventure to a gelatinous cube (i was level 1 afterall), but I had no idea that this was a man-sized flesh eating monster. I went several years thinking I had died to a cafeteria dessert

[Mal Radagast]

A psion...it was right after the 3.0 Psionics handbook came out, and the others were all geeking over it. I made a classically bad half-elf/half-air genasi psion - one of those characters with all sorts of abilities that could be useful but probably won't be on a regular basis. We had a pretty vanilla dm, so he has us knocked out by orcs and wake up in a dungeon.
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I tried matter agitation on the wooden door around the lock...repeatedly, because I hadn't any other way to escape. The dm walked away to have a quick debate with a third party, then returned to inform me that two square feet of moldy smoldering wood in a small cell requires a fortitude save against asphyxiation.

Should this have gone in the embarrassing deaths thread?

[Queen]

My first character was an elf paladin who was a badly built character. Liked to use a longbow, almost got killed by goblins/stirges.

[Suleimane]

Suleimane (my Earthsoul Genasi Warlord) that i started playing with a year ago. I have gotten him to level 4 (Haven't been playing that much). I plan to transpose him onto this website.

[DrStark]

Torak Un'Grolk, a Level 4 Half-Orc who's blood feud with a Human Wizard, Markas Serpenthelm constantly plagued the groups efforts to accomplish anything. He was your average blood thirsty orc with 20 strength and the INT of a dead dog. His high intimidation and charisma however made him valuable as he was constantly able to bully Markas into handing over magical trinkets that would be of no use to him just to **** with Markas. Then came the point where Markas, sick of being bullied by Torak casted a blinding spell on him and when he was finally unblinded, he took a swing at the wizard trying to kill him.

[copatt]

My first character was a Basic (red box) D&D thief. I don't even recall his name, just that he was equipped with a hand axe and a large sack (for carrying treasure). He died horribly at a dungeon entrance, torn to shreds by wolves.

[Chemist]

Ahh my first character was built on the playground of my middle school (grade 7). Lorn Crux, the young Paladin bent on saving a city from a rampaging orc tribe. He promplty died at the tender level of 2, shouting "death to the foul beasts" whilst surronding himself in at least ten of them.

[Soporte Vaca]

I had to borrow my DM's dice for that first game of mine, he was a 3.5e fighter and only lasted one session. First encounter, first round, the first time I picked up that dice, I rolled three 20's in a row and cut a wolf in half. Ever since that time, up untill today, several years later, that dice has never rolled above 10 for me, and my DM insists that I use my own dice, even more then before.

[Wolfhound]

My first character was a halfling rogue. He was actually fairly talented and for some reason simply succeeded at rolls that were likely to fail. He spied on characters levels above him, learning things that the DM had not intended for him to know. In the end he was tried for murder and hunted down then put in jail, during which absence his younger brother spontaneously appeared. The original character did escape but I moved away and his tale was never truly finished. The one that got away.

[SongDragon]

My first characters (since there were only two of us playing, my twin and I, we were controlling two, because otherwise the adventure would have been too difficult) were named Vicki and Lillian. Vicki was a cleric, and Lillian was a wizard. My father gave us portable holes as loot, as well as wands which we could not identify the substance they were made of (plastic). I don't believe either of those characters died, but the campaign got put on hold and never resumed.

I actually get my name from one of my early characters (SongDragon), as she borrowed it from the creatures she learned to sing from (she was actually a sorceress with skill points in entertainment rather than a bard due to the fact I hadn't been introduced to bards yet).

[ElCosoLoco]

My very first D&D character was an half-elf druid, adventuring to seek out the evil wizard who changed him into a woman... It lasted one session!