Mine was a Wild Magic Sorcerer that vehemently believed he was a regular city guardsman and explained every bit of magic he produced away as pure happenstance.
An insane Bavarian retired geology professor, turned conspiracy theorist, who was trying to bring his dead wife back, and win back the approval of his estranged daughter. Died one session in after being bitten by an insane cultist.
Yes, I did a Bavarian dialect the whole time. No, I’m not good at it. Yes, there where real Bavarians at the table (well, one of them was Franconian, but same difference (don’t tell her I said that)).
He sounds like he’d have his own Telegram channel.
Well, the campaign took place in Berlin in the '20s (Call of Cthulhu, specifically Berlin: The Wicked City), but in modern times, sure.
Contemporary Cthulhu campaigns are so much fun.
We did one where we played ourselves, down to building our characters with our actual abilities. To be fair, more like inabilities though. It was so much fun, although I’d argue I was the only one going adequately insane from just the normal unexplained and supernatural stuff. Because, you know, I would.
At first I read Barovian instead of Bavarian.
