Findex Norixius, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. Her gold crest, when down, is lengthy. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Findex isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: She comes from a rich eastern family. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Silk rope.
Riswynn Morigak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears brown trousers with blue and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. Her eyes are blue.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Born in the south to a Cartwright, Riswynn learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: 1 Silk rope. 1 Magnifying glass.
Azaki Xistsrith, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is physically well-built. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Azaki is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. After a long history of fighting, Azaki and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Gennal Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 5'5" western man, he wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Gennal is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Gennal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 3 (-4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: Just what you see.
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