What was the inspiration for your current avatar name?
I took the name Fazzlewood to honor the short "play-on-your-own" mini adventure titled The Staff of Fazzlewood. I don't know if any of you remember it, but I'm pretty sure it didn't contain any Greyhawk references. However, its what got me hooked. You played the role of a young thief who needed to penetrate the tower for some reason or another. The two main encounters that I can still vaguely recall were making it across the moat/drawbridge and sneeking past the stone giant sentry on the first level. I spent many evenings replaying this little gem (nostalgia speaking). Soon after I went out and bought the 1st edition DM's Guide and the '83 Greyhawk Box set. Fazzlewood was definitely the reason I became a 'hawker.
In honor of my first true gaming experience I placed the Tower of Fazzlewood in my original Greyhawk campaign. It was in the little known corner of Oerth called Blackmoor. The tower sat quietly in my notes for some time until an overly ambitious drow PC decided he had designs on the city itself. The tower would be his stepping stone/staging area to eventual control of the city. Needless to say his plans weren't as well thought out as he had assumed. I can still picture a self-satisfied Fazzlewood, admiring the newly aquired and "exceptionally life-like" stone statue of a bloodied and rage filled charging drow rogue. I believe the quote was something along the lines of, "Excellent craftmanship...yes, yes, this should do nicely. Place this in my study...and do be careful. Its some of my best work."
Oh what a battle that was...those definitely were the days.
So, anyone else willing to share?
Fazzlewood
I walk the paths of mortals forever looked upon as a freak, my power feared. Their eyes follow as I pass with curiosity, then with sympathy, then with anxiety, almost in hopes that I will break into a furious rage and display my outer-wordly powers.
It is only Drax the Invulnerable who knows me know, for it is he whom also fell into a similiar fate to mine own. He too has been scarred by betrayal and false truths. It is to him and him only that I owe my friendship. Together him and I will release ourselves of our individual curses. We have his Death Knight lackey, Andromansis, and Yebzura the gnome lighthouse keeper-scholar, working night and day to this end.
Soon, soon Drax will be at peace with death and I will be able to return home and release my vengeance upon those who have tried and convicted me.
I am Enchiridion, Fiend-Saqe of Rel Astra
That was a little freaky, I think I've been drinking a lil too much tonight, heh...
Even if I haven't played shadowrun for severals years, he keeps showing up from time to time in different campaign with different form, the last time he appeared as a risen demon in a dnd adventure set in no particular setting, and soon he should appear in a urban arcana (future?) campaign.
Ma is for spirit and mental (telekinesis etc.), wa for fighting and physical mastering. So there is majima and majiwa school, and on the other side, makoma and makowa school. Each school also got subschools. And you can leran from majima and majiwa, but that's better not to try to mix maji and mako...
Mako and maji came from the splintering of the POwer, wich is no more accessible to human (cause of one great sorcerer who was too ambitious, but yes, this is space opera). the power was far more powerful, and mako and maji are little rest of what it was.
I stop here or i will continue my book on the forum.
One of five Warden Weapons given to the Wardens of various marches of the realm, Woesinger (or Kinyl Parr in Flannae) was the blade of the Warden of the Northern Marches. My current PC was given the sword by the shade of the last warden in the ruined fortress of Pirrkendyr, deep in the heart of the Fellreev.
It's an equisite fusion of human and Olven design with a blade of dweomersteel (worked dweomorite or something similar - a dweomerite/steel alloy), golden quillons crafted in the shape of two wyrms and a large sapphire for its pommel. Both blade and gem are, of course, highly magical - but my GM would kill me if I started spilling trade secrets.
Suffice it to say it's pretty damn kewl.
The prophecy predicted (from memory) that a great conquerer would come and free the egyptian people from slavery and lead them to prosperity, which since Alexander did (from the Persians) and since the name was so similar to his, he began down the dark path of delusion towards thinking himself a living god.
That, and my other, far more Greyhawk oriented, nick was banned.
Kill=to end life
Actually it's a combination of Halber Mensch (Half-Man), the title of the best album from Einsturzende Neubauten (Collapsing New Buildings), and Bikini Kill, a riot grrrl punk band who has a hot lead singer who shook my hand once.
Not much to do with gaming, other than I created a demon that my players faced that I named HalberKill after the fact.
Halber
I decided to keep the handle (I'm showing my 1970's/1980's CB roots) after that.
Cheers! :D
COLD PENGUIN!!!!!!!!!!
Remember the cover of the 2nd edition Players Option Spells & Magic book? The mage on the cover was leveling a castle. At the time, we were starting a new campaign and were starting at 1st level (my favorite way to begin). I told my DM that I wanted to make a character that would some day be like the mage on that book.
I made a mage and adventured with a group for a long time. Eventually, like most gaming groups and adventuring parties, we broke up. But one player and I continued to play duo (and sometimes solo) adventures. We traveled to Ket and farther west. We changed our names to better fit in with the Baklunish peoples. The name I chose was Boz Shulun.
Consequently, my father is an Ultima Online junkie (I am 31 and my 51 year old father loves online games more than I do. He is also obsessive/compulsive so he can play for hours on end and beat the same rock for ore). One of his greatest characters was named Boz Shuloon. When my character moved and changed his name, I chose a different spelling but still the name is in honor of my dad.
Valkaun Dain was the name of the Cruskii (Ice) Barbarian I played starting in 1990. He was Chaotic Good and usually tried to do the right thing and I loved playing him. I took him to (I think) level 25 before my DM finally conviced me it was time to hang him up. He planned a "retirement" adventure in which he would go out in a blaze of glory and go to Valhalla (our greyhawk utilized the Norse Pantheon for these barbarians. Don't like it? Tough.). Linnorms in great numbers attacked his home and nearly killed his family. He managed to slay them/drive them off and learned that the greatest linnorm sent them. My character was about 55 when this happened and he set off to die with a sword in hand and a foe to slay rather than die the straw death as an old man. The great linnorm was hard to kill and as Valkaun struck the killing blow the dragon took out the main cavern pillar and brought a mountain down on our heads, effectively killing my PC. I played one Valhalla adventure with him as an Einhirar Thane of Odin/Vatun. It just wasn't the same.
..........................Omote
FPQ
Now I just have to figure out a way to keep people from trying to "Turn" me at the Thursday GreyChats.... ;)
-wn
Originally posted by OleOneEye
Collegiate days found me a poor man. In order to save money for more important things, like the newly published From the Ashes, I would only wear one disposable contact lense at a time. Hence, I sometimes went by the moniker One Eye.
heh, jumping ahead of comprehension with my thoughts I was beginning to think you were going to say you had to sell one of your eyes to buy food!
I'll venture and say no. I think it was taken by bill collectors. Those Best Buy jokers will rake you over the coals faster than a Palish brute squad.
Before long Drago began making cameo appearences in the campaigns I ran. Then, years later when playing instead of DM'ing I had a surly ol' dwarven fighter. He began a mercenary company of dwarves called....the danger dwarves.
Name has kinda stuck ever since.
'Gad': God
"od": Oath
"el": Servant
(Not accurate translations of Hebrew;) )
'The Highest Power's Sworn Servant'
It is also an anagram of my last name.
Argon was thought to be the son of a barbarian chief. it was almost eight winters ago when the trolls raided the frost barbarian lands. The cheiftain forced back the great horned tribe and later that year his wife bore him a great son at his young age he was larger than any child ever born into the tribe. In his third year he was stronger than most males twice his age. The tribe was happy they had a great leader ready to take his fathers place when the time was ready. The young Argon was a grim faced boy but he had the heart of a fierce warrior which endeared him to his tribe.
At eight years of age Argons differences showed but not so much that any man would notice, except for the tribal shaman. As the shaman gathered some of those loyal to him to bring the bastard child before them. The cheiftains wife was first she was slain for her infidelity to her cheiftain. The boy was to be next but the creature which posed as a man reveiled himself and rescued his bastard son. But at the cost of his own life. Argon braved many winters alone using the survival skills taught to him and wondering if he was a man or a monster.
Well that's his begining and how I got my avatars name!