Pal Pool - A Character Creation. (First Campaign Character!) Part 2

So my beloved Mawu (I loved her, she was brill!) was all set to begin adventuring in the great world of DnD 4th.

The group I was in were friends of the DM (who is my boyfriend and yes we were together at the time, and no I did not get favoritism because that is wrong :-p) so at least I did know them a bit and we got on well and they were people I pretty much knew. I think we had a ranger in our group but I don't remember anyone other than our Warforged called Clockworks. Played by a lovely guy who is now a friend, we had great fun as those characters as Clockworks and Mawu became friends and worked great together. He was a character that healed so between us we worked well as he healed mostly with me supplementing.

I remember when a few of the group met my character who was out near a town collecting herbs helping the village with their sick. We all met a second time in the village when Mawu was rushing passed on the way to help people and these people were in her way! But they all proved helpful and we all set off to find the source of the problem and fix it. We found a sore ridden area and lake, which was the water source for the town as well. We had issues killing these creatures (oh Mawu also had a bit of elemental magic under her belt, something she learnt on her travels) but then I wanted to try to clean this lake of the spores. We performed a ritual, a few times in fact, but it didn't do enough for the area and the spores/disease just continued. Sad times not being able to help the village much other than telling them it's the water source that is the issue.

We continued on our travels, think a couple of other friends joined us and one or two left and we had a new dynamic to contend with. For Clockworks this meant a Paladin who was very strong with heals and after a visit to a sewers place, we got split up and Clockworks was no more (he left basically, no death). The player didn't want to retire his guy but felt he had to as he didn't feel happy due to his 'role' in the group having been taken over so he felt useless (something that became a theme later on or at least something that was taken note of so as not to cause any further group issues). In came a Tengu merchant called Tick. Mawu got on well with him as well and found a sort of replacement friend after the sad leaving of her friend Clcokworks. Games were okay after that, wasn't quite the same with the Paladin in our team but was still good.

Then one day we were visiting a castle/keep type place. There were guards about but they were sleeping. The room was barred and we were able to question someone in a nearby room. We thought they might have been a guard but realised they could be a prisoner due to the locking of the door (wrong side basically). So I knew we had to talk to him to find out what's going on.
Now as players, some people were a bit gun-ho but we were okay, I was all set to be diplomatic (as it was something I was good at, both player and character).
Then our Paladin decides to walk in (okay the guy has an Orcish appearance, more Half-Orc who was also 'asleep' in bed) and plonks his hammer on top of the guys chest so he can't move. Our Tengu friend backs him up and stands at the foot of the bed in case he's needed, but more to follow the Paladin's actions (assuming they were good ones). Paladin starts threatening this guy asking for information, who doesn't really give it (can't blame him really to be fair). Mawu steps into the room and thinking this is wrong and tries to be rational, calm and basically actually nice to this Half-Orc to find out what he knows.

I, as a player, know that generally if you speak to someone in their native language, it's a higher form of respect (not the typical, lets shout to be understood rubbish).

So I tell our DM I want to talk to this Half-Orc in Orcish (she knew it!) to gain his respect and apologise about my friends etc etc <insert nice things to say here>. Well, the Paladin player and the one that barred the door to the guards area started loudly piping up, in player words along the line of, "Don't do that you'll provoke him". Now, considering he's already had a hammer to the chest whilst resting, I doubt speaking nicely in a language he potentially knows will make him any more angry, right? Well I was not impressed by the attitude but my DM was okay with it and I tried. Turned out the guy didn't know Orcish, but he did at least speak nicely and was a bit calmer after that. I as a player, however, absolutely hated that moment as not only did I come up with what I thought was a sensible idea and something my character would have done (not just doing something because it was 'cool') but I was gunned down rather loudly by a couple of arsehole (sorry but they were) players like that.

After that it put me right off of the game. I went really quiet after this (I'm a quiet person as it is, esp. in a group, this made things worse just as I was coming outta my shell effectively) and fun was gone.

The attitudes of the players got worse as games went on, and it soon dissolved.

Campaign over Mawu went on to do no more and has entered the ranks of the DMs pets apparently (as he as just informed me!). Very sad as she was a great character to have and suited me very well.

My last DnD 4th character was a short lived one, which I'll brief you on below

After this I had a Warden called K-Tah (Ker-TA not Ker-TaR), big brutish lady (Orc I think) and the name came from a Klingon name generating site as it was very appropriate for the character to be that style of person. As the elemental magics of Mawu interested me, I ventured at other classes so got drawn to the Warden. She was protective and quite 'tanky' which I enjoyed trying out and bring quite strong too I quite enjoyed this change.

This was only ever a one game with K-Tah and the previous Paladin was DMing it. It was awful, as for one thing, 2 of the players weren't available, so it was just my boyfriend and me. Secondly, the enemy count were not reduced for us two, so it as a pain in the backside to play as it was near impossible to clear just one room of this dungeon and it took AGES. Hideous! Thirdly, and the worst bit for me, was his insistence on taking the piss out of my characters name, pronouncing it basically 'Catarrh'. It really urked me and was not appreciated after the shit he'd already given me as a player.

But, after this point the group no longer played TTRPGs anymore.

But now we move on to the next chapter where things get sooo much better!

See you next post, folks!

Lady RPP x