This is how I monk:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_ZeD40Rg8A

>>14466401
>>ATATATATATATATATATAT

This is how I monk

This is how I paladin.

I'd actually like to give an Anderson style paladin a go sometime.

>>14466824

I think you're on to something

This is how I Monk.

This is how I priest

>>14466366
>rule63CharlieChaplin.jpg

This is how I monk

This used to be how I Paladined.
Not anymore though.
Fuck you, Ward.

>>14466824

Oh god, your laugh alone would strike fear into evildoers everywhere.

>>14466824
Did it as an Avenger who works as a priest.

Totally pious and proper in the public eye, absolutely batshit insane in combat.

Bonus points - I used to do voiceovers in college, so I'd do his dialogue with a Scottish (Anderson though is Irish) accent

>>14466889
How did it go, if I may ask?

>>14466366
That's all well and good until someone introduces a long pokey stick. Long pokey sticks beat everything.

>>14466872
Man, Grey Knights have never been anything remotely like Paladins. The closest would be Salamanders.

This is how I Warforged Fighter. Or Monk, I'm not really sure.

>>14466906
Pretty well.

I had a particularly cool bit of dialog with a snitch in which I got him to spill his guts about a corpse harvesting ring who was supplying a necromantic cult. The light of Pelor casts a long, long shadow.

The real showstopper was the half-orc battlerager fighter. That man had some glorious combat one-liners.

>>14466991
Have you the time to weave us a yarn, friend?

>>14467020
For one story arc, we had traveled with a young prince whom we defended from brigands, and he invited us back to his kingdom as guests for his eldest brother's coronation (which was why he was travelling back home from a wizarding academy).

Inevitably, shit hits the fan. Best way to summarize it - Ork Warboss + "The Mummy" movies.

contd.

This is how I monk.
Wisdom to know that it's the little things that matter.
That and the secret to a fluid mind, iron body, and a diamond soul is potassium.

So, Orc Warlord from a couple thousand years ago is back and regenerating, he's getting stronger every time we run into him, he's got magic to back his ass up now, and whomever his mysterious benefactor is, is also helping him resurrect his army.

shit's getting crazy, and then the wildest thing happens -

Background note: We were staying at the Moonriver Inn, ran by a pretty young elven girl named Minerva Moonriver, who takes care of her grandmother, "Nana" Moonriver. Now, for the last 3 months, the whole Minerva/Nana thing was kinda funny, a bit of comic relief injected in; "NO NANA, THAT MAN'S JUST TALL, HE'S NOT AN ORC, I'LL GET YOU SOME SOUP." All the while Nana's making idle threats to the Half-Orc fighter from her rocking chair by the fireplace.

The group is back at the inn, trying to formulate a plan, and someone invokes the Orc Chieftain's name: "Thagg Bloodhollow"

Suddenly, a voice comes from behind.

"So, the butcher returns? Even the Nine Hells wouldn't take that short-sighted megalomaniac."

Nana is standing, and quite lucid.

That's because a couple thousand years ago, Nana personally handed Thagg his ass. Yes, back in the day, Nana was a fucking badass. And by the looks of her granddaughter, she was probably hot too.

Nana invokes her swordbond, and calls her sword to her from the fireplace.

"Animals like him need centers of power to feel important. I'll take you to him."

>>14467280
So, the three months of trying to stop this monster's guerrilla hit-n-run war against the kingdom was coming to an end. Nana, through some rituals was able to divine his location, and then magically transport us there, right to the lair of the beast.

We entered a stronghold that the swamp tried to reclaim after thousands of years of dormancy. We fought our way past rotting, undead orc warriors and finally made it to Thagg's chamber.

Thagg was a member of the old school - literally. He had a thing against elves. A hatred so strong that he failed to appreciate the prowess of his own race.

Combat begins and he barks to his soldiers: "Ignore the human and the half-breed, slaughter those damnable elves!"

The Elf ranger and Eladrin Warlock proceed to play "tag" with all his footsoldiers while I and the Half-Orc charge Thagg.

The battle is long and difficult, we're having a hard time hitting this bastard. All the while he taunts us, ESPECIALLY, the Half-Orc, and frankly, he's tired of catching shit about his lineage the whole story arc. "I think that axe is too big for you, half-blood! Perhaps you take more after your whore mother!"

"Know what, fuck this guy, I'm dropping dailies."

He then proceeds to throw his biggest modifiers on a single attack, for a lot of damage dice...

and he crits.

The Warchief wasn't even bloodied at this stage, yet, the Half-Orc Fighter literally cleaves the Warchief in twain.

He stands over the rapidly decomposing upper body, and says to the warchief as he gasps his last breath:

"Now who's half an orc?"

>>14467112
>>14467280
>>14467556
>"Now who's half an orc?"

The /only/ way to end that wonderful tale.

Thank you, kind sir..

>>14467633
Thank you for being patient with my slow-typing ass.

>>14467556

*standing ovation*

>>14467556

This is how I monk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ebsSyfHaIRY