This week's DnD Character Colouring Book went through some iterations. I think it originally started with a Reel I saw on Instagram that saw in passing about making male characters vs female characters. Where you make a range of body shapes and sizes and ages and weirdness when you make female characters, but your male character roster is mostly Hot Boy, Hot Boy, Hot Boy. I felt seen and I didn't appreciate it.
And it's not 100% true. Sometimes they're a Hot Halfling. But my male characters do tend to default to things I find attractive vs my female characters. Flip and reverse that as needed for your own gender identity and sexual orientation.
But Zahir yn Hamza el Sadhara yi Memnon (or Zahir, son of Hamza, of the Sadhara family, from Memnon, based on Calishite naming conventions), who would probably put the title of Ynamalik (or lesser prince) at the start of that if he was feeling formal, doesn't contradict that idea in the slightest.
Because I really need to play a warlock in a full game. And I really want to play a male tiefling. But Zahir started out as a remodel of Alby Abeowan, because that's a face that I still adore. And pulling from Riddle a while back, the Sphinx Celestial Patron and the Sphinx of Wonder familiar. Although I did some Photoshop fuckery in order to make a monochrome/grey Sphinx cat. Because that really just suited his Zahir's vibe. He did start out with both purple skin and a dark blue pinstriped suit... but when I decided on Celestial, he ended up in white and then the purple looked a little too over the top.
I did, however, go back to the idea of a tiefling with a succubus lineage that I keep coming back to. Hence the pretty.
He did start out skinny like Alby and Riddle, and then at some point I gave him the full KPop Demon Hunters Saja Boy makeover. And added in the glasses, because I don't use glasses on my characters nearly enough. And then added in the very skinny tail art, because Hero Forge doesn't have skinny tails.
Finishing up with a walking cane/rod arcane focus. Honestly though, if Hero Forge let characters actually hold a book like a normal human being, I might have been tempted to give him both the Pact of the Chain and the Pact of the Tome boons and use the book as his focus. I might still play around with the idea of some point. Because the idea of him being the hot nerdy bookworm is appealing.
And did I just stop, flick through the book assets and find one where he can hold it properly and then redo the image... yes, yes I did. Does that hand/wrist still look a little... funky? Yes. But red leather Book of Shadows. I'll live with it. Might he end up with all three Pact Boons... I mean... maybe.
I tossed the idea of either a Noble or a Charlatan... but they come with the same feat, so I think he's actually a Noble but using that and his relationship with his family in order to be a little stinker and his actually a Charlatan. Because he really hasn't been in touch with his family since he was sent to The Lady's College in Silverymoon to become a wizard, but instead just read a lot of books until he stumbled on some particular magical secrets that led him down to the Frozen Sea Desert and his patron.
See... this is what happens when a fucking backstory just flows out like fucking water. Not like the pulling of teeth that a number of my barbarian character concepts were.
So we'll just leave all this here if it turns out I ever do anything with Zahir. It all very much depends on what's actually available by the time we've finished both the next campaign and then the campaign after that which will be my turn as DM. So it's going to be a hot minute.
At worst, I will reskin him into a new character.
Anyway...
Soup this week... Mostly counts as Shit I Made Up. But it was kind of Chicken Caccitore if we just count the caccitore as me thinking about remembering what caccitore is. And without olives. And with a lot of rice. And, honestly, I made too much of it. But it was very tasty, so I didn't mind all that much.
Mini Media Reviews... Firstly, a revisit of The Mitchells Vs The Machines from New Years Eve 2023. I don't really disagree with anything I said back then. It's very Not For Me, and a bit too random to be completely successful. But pleasant enough.
The other movie couldn't have been more different. The Age of Innocence. I have a complex relationship with this movie. Well, less the movie, and more just the fact that I know that it's the movie that I was watching when Ludo declared a "Family Meeting" and informed me that he and Lownee had decided that I was moving out of the house we were sharing at the time. Suffice to say, by the time I came back to the movie I was singularly uninterested. Plus I think it was actually on TV at the time, so it's not like I just stopped it and could pick it back up again. I honestly couldn't tell you what I did for the rest of that evening, other than perhaps cursing his name repeatedly.
Admittedly, watching it this time I remember none of the movie. Partially because it has been at least 25 years, partially because I think I literally saw the first three minutes of the movie. But the movie itself, divorced of all other context, is actually really good.
It's all very angst and yearning and repressed high society and whatnot. But within the genre of that, it's very well done. Not least of all because Michelle Pfeiffer is in it. I mean, a lot of good actors are in it... but I always think that you can't go wrong with Michelle.
The weather this week has been Cuckoo Banana Pants. Big fat rainstorms multiple times, including as we speak.
Still no Friday Night DnD. I think we're back next Friday. At the very least the week after. But if it was any longer I may legitimately go insane.
Anyway...
Today was less of a headfuck than I thought it might have been. The supermarket and everything was fine, but I needed to do some things for Ma online and wasn't sure how simple that was going to be. Turned out, a lot simpler than I expected.
So we rewarded ourselves by taking a drive out to my old stomping ground in North Adelaide and getting a bunch of stuff from Perryman's. Because sometimes you need a Thai Chicken Sausage Roll and an Apple Turnover.
And to drive past places you used to live while singing the song you continually think it Memory from Cats but is actually The Way We Were from the movie of the same name... but like Macy Grey was singing it. And only like three out of the first four lines. It's a very complex performance. With layers.
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