And my other good D&D sketch that I have scanned.
Tristie Chatterbox was the character of my roommate (2nd semester, not
the same person from the Caffeine Crash picture.). Tristie's a kender.
(Yes, I know, Kender are supposed to have pointed ears... ^_^;) In
looks, kender are to elves what halflings are to humans. In temperament...kender
are eternally innocent, very talkative, endlessly fascinated by shiny/interesting/odd
objects, and near-universally afflicted with selective memory. Kender
are never thieves; they find things people dropped, or take care of it
when the person loses it, or have things show up in their posession without
knowing....and to their minds, that's exactly what happened. Unless
played very carefully, kender become incredibly annoying, hence why most
D&D groups have a "no Kender" clause. My roommate was given an
exception, and played it out beautifully; not only was Tristie much more
than just an annoyance, but the entire group grew so attached to and protective
of the kender that the fastest way to commit suicide around that party
was to hurt the kender. She saved us on many occasions, as well.