It is such a tragedy losing a real life friend and companion. Make sure to thank your DMs and don’t let your dreams be dreams. Zar Zar didn’t.
It is such a tragedy losing a real life friend and companion. Make sure to thank your DMs and don’t let your dreams be dreams. Zar Zar didn’t.
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How's ours are a lizard folk became 1/2 dragon Demi God of as graph. This is the story of czars are a lizard folk who, across three games became 1/2 dragon. Demi, God of ASG Arraf stars are was one of my favorite characters I have ever played. He started. His life is a simple lizard vogue. The thing about lizard focus their very simplistic and extremely superstitious and very, very brutal. Mostly used is an NPC race. They rarely are used as a player race, mostly because they're so very stupid. They shun intelligence and anyone that shows any hint of intelligence or desire to learn or shunned, killed or banished from the tribe. Thus starts the story of czars are born to the warriors aren't in, and the cooks are neck czar. Czar was expected to be a warrior, but when he showed intelligence and his desire to learn to read, the tribe wanted him dead. His mother, wanting her son to live, pleaded with the chief to banish your son instead. So that is what happened. Sent to wander the swamps in exile, Czar Czar was captured by slavers and brought to a neighboring city to be sold. It was here that he caught the eye of Tana ref um, age and RG EMS favorite NPC and Main Quest giver who bought him, gifted him a brand of longevity extending his life span far past the normal short lizard folk life span and took him as his own. Now, according to lizard folks standards, Czar, Czar was smart, very smart. But according to every other race he was still quite dill. By the age of 13 czars are had barely managed to learn to read and speak common. But he had a true gift with a spear and shield where his base intelligence was only in eight. His tactical ability was much higher. So Tana Ref had him trained, is a warrior giving the finest training money could buy. He exceeded at this and proved himself is an apt pupil. At the age of 22 the game began. He was enlisted into the military and sent a war there. His entire troop was killed and was found near death by the party. The party consisted of can a dwarf Paladin Sarah, the human cleric and pen the Elf Ranger. The party argued for several hours on whether or not they should kill. Czars are outright as lizard folk could not be trusted. But finally his uniqueness one out and they decided to let him live. So his fate, as it always would be, was decided without any direct interaction with him. So czars are joined the party and became the tank as ours are had been gifted longer life, the normal lizard folk. He had barely entered his prime. It was with the party that he really started to grow. Now, unbeknownst to the group I had actually created czars are is a class which would later be known as a spell sword. My d m and myself had grand plans for czars are but those were cut short. We will get into that later back to the game. The party believes ours are to be a simple warrior in nothing more. Just what I wanted until the fated night where we the party, came face to face with our greatest voted date, a mountain troll. As each of us had yet to reach level five. We were ill equipped to deal with this threat. But face it, we would our d m had its role initiative. I rolled a 3 10 rolled a five, Sarah seven, and Penna, 12. But our hearts sank as the dice clatter to the table for the trolls role and landed on a natural 20. The G M. We've the image of the troll raising its massive tree branch that it wielded as a weapon and swung at the Paladin, Ken stated. He raised his shield and brace for impact and roll. He got a to our hearts sank further, but not deep enough, because now the troll had to roll for attack, which it had not done already. Another natural 20. Ken was struck by the massive blow, his shield shattering on impact and his unconscious body thrown against a tree to land in a heap of flesh and armor. Kins players started making death saves. Next up was pen pens Player called his shot. I notch two arrows and shoot the troll in the eyes and rolls Natural one, the D. M states that his bow string, which was old and well used, suddenly snaps upon drawing into full length. Next with Sarah are cleric. She looked at Ken, then looked at Penn, then looked at me and said You're our last hope and cast Bless on May, giving me a plus one toe all attack rolls. It was here that I knew that I had to pull out my secret weapon. Now, at this point, it's become quite obvious that we were playing with home brew rules. As such, my character Secret Weapon was something that normally would not have been accessible at his level. But the D. M allowed me to pick one spell that stars are could wield and only one spell he could well, so effectively making him only able to cast one spell during his entire careers to spell sword Being a lover of dragons. One would expect me to pick something fire based, but I have always loved electricity, so I chose lightning bolt. Czars are threw down his spear and shield, tossed out, is scaled hands and shouted his spell in his native tongue. Lightning ripped from his Claude fingertip and tour across the space between him and the troll. I rolled natural. 20. According to our homebrew rules, the spell would do one D six damage per level of the castor, as ours are, was level for I rolled four. D six is The party watched in anticipation as the dice clattered across the table, several striking the D M screen. A muffled cheer erupted as all four dice landed on six. Jonathan Rdm was awestruck as he announced that since I had rolled in at 20 the damage was doubled. Our diem painted the image of czars are standing there, having just tossed aside his weapons, flung out his hands and basically shouted lightning! In Lizard Thanh blue electricity crackled from his Claude fingertips before ripping through the air to strike the troll in its chest. It lurched backwards in pain as the electricity course through its body, charring it until it was nothing more than a husk as the lifeless body of the troll slump to the ground can woke up, having managed his death saving throw and stared in surprise at the scene before him. Czars are the dumb lizard folk that everyone thought useless other than taking damage in keeping the enemy's attention had proven that day that he was far more than he appeared because I had rolled in at 20. RDM decided that as Garratt had taken notice of him that day, but nothing more than that. But its path to becoming a true dragon had begun. It was here that we decided to end our session. Unfortunately for Zar Zar and our entire party the next day held true tragedy. One of the best friends I've ever had, Jonathan rdm passed away our party mourn the passing of RDM and good friend. We tried to continue, but it was never the same. So we broke up weeks later never to group together again. Our players went our separate ways, each living our lives. And so Czar Czar was placed on a shelf where his character sheet should remain. For several years. I tried very hard to find another DND group but never managed to stay more than a single session until one day I met Thomas in a game store, talking with friends at one of the tables. I overheard them speaking of one of their party members who had just been sent to Florida for army training and that they needed to find a replacement. I thought, Hey, why not? And I approached them. The party seemed to be hesitant at letting an outsider they didn't know into their gaming session. But after a brief conversation with Thomas, I brought up stars are Thomas was instantly in love with the idea of a lizard folk who desperately wanted to be a dragon and welcomed me into the party. It was here that stars are got his second chance. The rest of the party were already level eight, while Czar Czar was only level six, having gained two levels from defeating the mountain troll. So to breach the last two levels, Thomas wrote in that czars, ours original party had finished their quest in split apart, leaving czars Arda Wander on his own in the city had been left. He found a school of magic conveniently placed beside a shrine of as graph. So czars are took up residence at the School of Magic and learned all he could about elemental magic. Of course, he specialized in electrical magic. All the while, he would pray at the shrine of as graph every night and every morning, all in hopes of winning the Dragon God's favor. But she never responded to his please until, after several months of training and praying as graph finally responded is ours are in the form of a dream vision. There she appeared to him is a glorious gold half dragon s. She beckoned him to her until them I know what lies in your heart. Little one you wish to b'more than you are. You have prayed at my shrine twice a day, every day for the last several months. Do not think that you have gone unnoticed. I have simply been waiting for others to arrive and they finally have. There is a group of adventurous who will arrive at my shrine to place an offering tomorrow at midday. Greet them and tell them that I am pleased They had carried my symbol across the wasted lands. But the journey of my symbol is not done. You are to take it up in my name. People become a great banner for you. Attach it to your back and carry it with this group to the tip of the dragon's teeth Mountains There I will make you as you wish to be. Tell them as go wrath will give them their reward There. Czars are agreed readily knowing this was the start of what he finally wanted to be a true dragon and silly sat by the shrine and waited. He was determined not to miss these adventurers so he would wait. He would not sleep or eat or leave his post for a moment until they arrived the next day. Justice as giraffe that stated a group of adventurers. It arrived. There were three of them. All else they approached the shrine. Eyeing czars are were Lee. Before producing a golden silk cloth from one of their bags, the lead elf unfurled the cloth, revealing the symbol of as graph and placing it upon her shrine. They waited, expecting something to happen, but nothing did. It was then the czars are approached and reach for the cloth. All three elves drew their bows, revealing them all to be rangers and aim their arrows. It's ours are. But czars are did not hesitate or flinch. He had a divine purpose As he reached out and grabbed the cloth. It's suddenly glowed with a faint golden light and transformed itself into a glorious banner attached to a chest harness. It was obvious it was meant to be worn by none other than czars are for no other being could fit inside the wooden harness comfortably, but czars are scales would resist the rubbing of the wood, and he would be unaffected by its weight and overall awkwardness of its construction. The party stared in on what they had just witnessed. After czars are don the banner and clipped it around his chest. He turned to the elves and spoken l've in a language he had learned in the magic school. There, he repeated his goddesses words to them in their own tongue. They stared at him, flabbergasted. How could this simple minded beast not only comprehend but fluently speaks such a complicated languages elven, But not only that He knew pieces of their history that only they in the gods new. So it was decided that they would join forces to continue the journey of ask ARATS symbol to the tip of the dragon's teeth mountains and thus began what was supposed to be czars. Ours ascension to drink on a purity. Unfortunately for me and czars are, we had no idea what the D M had in mind. For us. The journey to the base of the mountain was tough, taking two sessions in total and raising our character levels to 10. The game was going great and I was having a lot of fun. And czars are was becoming more fleshed out. Even the party had started to warm up to not only me but the idea of having czars are along. Dare I say it? We even became friends. Over the course of the next two weeks, the party and I slowly made our way up the mountain, fighting all manner of monsters from bands of bandits to Iraq troll. All the while, we missed every single sign that the diem put in front of us. That something was not as it seemed. The dawn broke early that morning mist in fall, covering our camp. We were close to the peak of the Dragon's Teeth mountain and the fabled shrine of Ask Arraf. But it was here that we started to notice things were amiss. The grass that grew in shabby patches in the rocks began to appear wilted. The trees appeared sickly and diseased. As we got closer to the peak. Even the air itself seemed to be tainted. An unshakable dread shrouded the mountain. We were nearly to the top. We could see the end of our journey. But as we rounded the last corner. What we saw made our hearts drop. The shrine of Ask a Wrath was not as it seemed. Dark taint covered the area. We had to make constant will saves just to stay on our feet. The banners ours are carried. Granted him plus to toe all will saves, so he would likely be the last one standing. One by one, our party fell to terrible visions, dropping to the ground, holding their heads and screaming about a dark presence how the dark scales were there to take them. One of the group even turned to flee, only to find himself unable to move. At this point, I had pieced it all together. The taint, the dying plants, the sense of dread, the site of the dark and shrine. I knew what was coming, but stars are Did not. Not yet. At least I asked the D M if I could make a knowledge Jack explaining that's ours. Ours. Time at the Magic School would have exposed him to most of the divinity and many forms of magic in their workings, He agreed. I rolled a 17 coupled with my wisdom. I got a 27 and passed, the D m began to explain how the air suddenly grew. Still, the sunlight began to weaken a dim even though it was not even mid morning Yet a dark presence suddenly descended upon our party. Ah, hissing laughter entering our minds. Then czars are shouted out in broken Drew Konik, I know you're there to Yamato. Why have you tainted this sacred place? The laughter only grew in power the light of day almost completely gone. Now czars are reached back and touch the banner of Ask Arraf but recoiled when he felt not silk but slime. He looked back and saw not the shining, white and gold symbol of Ask Arraf but the black and red symbol of tea. Ahmat. He had been tricked by the evil goddess. He tried to tear off the banner, but it would not come loose. He tried to un sheath the sword to cut it free, but his sword turned to dust. He turned to his party to ask for help, only to find them gone. He was alone in the darkness. Czars are turned back to the shrine, intent on running to it, hoping it's holy presence would help him but he couldn't move again. He tried to strip the tainted banner from him, but couldn't at that moment as he struggled with the class. But that should have tourney easily under his mind. The sky above and broke red lightning and fire ripped across the sky surrounding a portal to another plane. Through the portal came the visage of tea. Ahmad herself in all her unholy glory. Of course she was not there physically, it was just division. But czars are did not know this. He screamed in terror and fell to his knees the only action he could dio t Ahmad grinned upon the side of this whimpering hulk before she spoke. Her voice like needles in the mind of czars are you have done well, little one. You have brought my banner to this sacred place. In doing so, you have tainted it forever. This place, the weakest connection between the planes, is where I shall be reborn into this world so that I may burn it and enslave all who live here. You have done well. Now take your promise, reward and die as T. Amonte reared back, readying her breath weapon czars are Did the only thing he could dio. He cast lightning bolt on himself. This action took the d m by surprise, but he allowed it roll for attack, he said. So I rolled Nat 20. Okay, now role for damage. As per the rules of his homebrew. I was do roll two d six per character level. This meant I rolled 20 d six. I won't bore you with the individual dice results as honestly. I don't remember them myself, but it ended up being somewhere around 58 damage double due to mine at 20. Needless to say, it was more than enough to kill. Czars are. But that wasn't my goal. It was here just before the d M pronounced stars are dead that I pulled out my secret weapon. I pointed out a single scrawled note on the side of my character sheet to the d M, something he himself had approved but apparently for gotten electrical immunity. Since ours are had only one spell and was forced to perfect that one spell, he had gained such high resistance to its element that he became basically immune to its effects, something I had brought up and gotten approved. The D M described house ours. Ours lightning tore upwards into the sky. Using his body is a lightning rod, but completely misty Ahmad. Not that it would do anything to a god, he said, But I wasn't aiming for T. Amonte. I replied. I was aiming for myself and buy connection. The banner It was at this moment the D. M realized his mistake. He looked at the dice, still on the table. The 20 d six is scattered around his eyes, finally resting on my D 20 and side and defeat. You destroy the banner, he said. Disappointed that I had managed to survive, T. Amonte screamed in rage as the banner burned away. Taking with it the tainted had brought. As the light returned, T. Ahmad fled back to a realm of darkness. With her gone, the whispers and Arab dread left to As we stood there, the shrine of as giraffe appeared as if out of thin air in all its white marble and golden trim glory. It was at that moment she appeared to him again. But this time in the flesh, a beam of light blasted down from the heavens to strike the shrine without a sound. And suddenly the avatar of Ask Arraf stood there, bathed in golden light. She turned her eyes upon. Czars are and spoken an angelic voice, her drink Connick words bringing life to the surrounding rocks. You have done well, little one better than I had hoped. Not only did you bring my banner to my shrine as I commanded, but you managed to Shea Stadium on away from her dreams of conquest. For this, I grant you your greatest wish. I make you dragon A beam of light, equal and brilliance toe as Garratt zone blasted down from the heavens engulfing czars are and transforming him into a mighty nine foot tall, golden half dragon bearing as giraffe symbol permanently engraved in the scales upon his forehead. Once the transformation was complete as graph spoke again, you have been reborn as a Demi God. As such, you deserve a new name. No longer are you, Czar, Czar of the Lizard Folk. From now on, you are telling our if the bold go into the world and carry my symbol to all edges of it. Teach my ways and bring my light to the darkest corners. Tell North was raised to Level 25. Granted a host of abilities, including the ability to speak any language he encountered, he was also granted the might have asked a raft, which allowed him to overcome any enemy or he'll one friendly target to full health once a day. The D M then ended the session stating the game was over. He congratulated me on my quick thinking and stated that ins ours, ours new form. He would not be welcome in the next game. I nodded and agreed, knowing he was far too powerful now. But honestly, I never added those extra stats to his character sheet or the extra abilities safer the ability to speak in a language that's a nice touch in my heart. Czars are, is still level 10 but he managed to accomplish his dreams and become a dragon. And that makes me happy. I left that DND group never to return. A D M. Isn't supposed to try to win by killing players. Since then, I've always played 1/2 dragon who wears a golden circle it upon his head with a symbol of ask a wrath carved upon it. I still have czars, ours character sheets somewhere, always wanted to frame it and hang it up. He's by far my favorite character in D and D.