What traditions or habits does your gaming group have?

"After being to the Bramblefens, blackberry thorns just seem kinda cute!"

The Haracon Fire Stave can either be a fearsome tool of fire, able to incinerate it’s owner’s foes, or a very handy if heavy club.

Hammer good for monster bash! Flat monster is good monster!, ja?

The dark wizard of Locastus, now long dead and gone..... Or is he?

"We, who carry the weight of an empire. We, who break our backs that others might rest easily! We, who will be slaves no longer! Rise, my friends! Rise against the injustices done to you!"

I am woman. Hear me roar!

The "inside man" for a group of brigands.

"Daddy, daddy, why arent you moving answer me daddy" Kamira wept as she hugged her fathers cold body blood already congealing where the assassins dagger had been thrust.

It's amazing what a huge amount of strain can do to somebody, what it can cause them to become.

"Looking for something?, a nice little suprise for the wife?; No. Or perhaps you are looking for that which you cannot buy on the open market.. Yes.. well whatever it is, we no doubt have it."

An old device used for giving the common folk a say in the Elder's plans that has survived to the modern day.

The thief slipped through the alley, and sped down the next hoping to lose his persuers.

"Damn", why did he have to lift this one, it seemed like such a simple job. How on earth did it turn into this?

He could hear the mans bodyguards closing behind him, and he prayed to the goddess they wouldn't catch him, for he knew if they did, he would surely be hanged.

An idea sparked in his brain. "The shadows", he thought,"I must get to the shadows."

Only another few meters and he would be safe. As he neared his destined stop he slipped back his sleeve revealing the bracelet. "Karnir Aroyth", and as he stood there in the shadows, he vanished from sight.

A wanderer at heart, and a highly skilled blade.
Hiraken now wanders through the forest, protecting it from those who seek to harm it while at the same time lending aid to travelers and warriors alike.

"Hello, (insert village's name)! It's great to be here!"

The Stargate universe has revealed to humanity many of its secrets, and left more open. One of the most persistent mysteries stay the Furlings.

If Akoro existed anywhere but in the depths of hell, it would have torn itself apart centuries ago.

"I was out on that lake for a good eight hours trying to dreg up that seaweed, and boy did I get burned."
As Corran spoke, his walking stick started to glow, suddenly erupting flames over his left foot.

"What do you mean I changed clothes?"
"Sir- did you steal that cloak"
"Of course not! Haven't you seen fabric change color before?"

Wha—is that a miniature thunderstorm in that thing?