Pirithin Goodbarrel, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 2'10" and muscular, this northern man wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He wears his brown hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others.
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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3 (-4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d4-4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (6 gp).
Joan Estevan, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and blue handkerchief worn on her left side. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Joan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Vassago Wary, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. He wears his chestnut hair down. This white eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Vassago's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Vassago never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against illithids
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 20 gp. Coral (40 gp).
Morkral Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He is baby faced.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was born in the north. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mason. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Mason.
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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