In the way back, I was playing an Arab in one of FuzzyGeff's Nexus worlds.
Said Arab bore little to no resemblance to the Arabs of today.
His flavor of Islam, likewise.
Near 200 years ago, both were different than today.
But those weren't the main defining characteristics of his being.
He was a gentleman. A right honorable one.
During one encounter, we found a giant spider threatening some innocent.
Firing his Martini-Henry at the spider would have been troublesome because the innocents were just beyond the attacking arachnid.
So he drew his scimitar and waded into hand to hand combat.
And promptly got bit and died from the venom.
I was thrilled!
I'd been playing forces of nature and to have a character get killed was novel for me.
I realized that I'd been missing the uncertainty of playing a character in danger.
The other players tried to get me resurrected, they even traded my Martini for it, but the spellcaster blew their roll.
I am still satisfied with the character's demise.
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