Millicent Paxton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull blue iron scale mail. She is an epitome of beauty. Her auburn hair is lengthy. Her eyes are brown.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Glassblower but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Millicent and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 4 Smokesticks.
Aramil Qualanthri, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and golden with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Helen Walpole, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She is renowned for her bright brown dresses and hats. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Goblin, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Solid gold idol (300 gp).
Thodris Brazzik, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned female is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the left. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thodris embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. Thodris is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. In her youth she was a Miller, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Miller they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Barrister, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: To unite with her sister.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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