Posted 09 May 2007 - 07:11 AM
Oh, dear gods, Shandra! I mean, I used to be *irritated* by the characters, like Morte or Imoen. I used to simply refuse to let chars in my party, like Edwin, Korgan or Viconia, because they disgusted me, but Shandra, I can't wait for her to DIE!
Shandra is absolutely unlovable, untrustworthy, an idiot, useless and on top of it every male around falls for her when my PC is *completely* ignored by the male population of Neverwinter!!! If female PC actually *had* a romance, well, it would have been fine, but when all the goodies go to Shandra it's just *unfair*. My PC is the heroine of the story, for the sake of all gods, and I did my very best to make her beautiful. And what do I get for my efforts?
That bloody Mary Sue, who is:
-A focal point of the story
-I have to rescue her. TWICE!
-She bashes me and blames everything on my PC even after she knows it's my fault.
-PC's two romantic interests fight over her, PC's uncle is fawning over her, even a random *gnome* is placed in the game to flatter her! I am surprised we are not followed by some trumpet-playing bards that announce that Shandra is the fairest, the most desirable woman on the surface of Faerun (that by whatever reason accompanies that plain old hag, PC) every few minutes.
-She unexplicably shows up at my vigil when I fully expect Bishop and won't go away despite the direct order to be lost!
-She levels up from level 0 to 12 in a night, when my PC had to work for it for *days and weeks*.
-She, unexplicably, unfathomably, is the companion whose, and only whose opinion matters when PC stands convicted of mass-murder. Hello! I have a bloody *paladin* in my party!!!
-She gives idiotic advice every step of the way.
-She thinks my PC can't beat Lorne and when PC does, she can't even squeeze a congratulation out of her self-enamoured behind!
Gods, I can't say just how *much* I hate this idiot woman!!! I can't stand having to drag her around for the whole *chapter*! It poisons my game, having to have her around, and not being able to do *anything* about it. I can't wait to put on my best shoes and dance on her grave. And the first male to drop a rare manly tear during the funerals is going to be dissmissed (sigh) game permitting.