Mary Marley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is a great chef.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Mary took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ur-Dag Leighton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 60 gp.
Dworic Trueblood, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Dworic enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was born into a rich family. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bookbinder they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Barber, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 50 gp.
Ronwe Dignity, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. She has done her best to style her purple hair to look like a famous performer. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. 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: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Ronwe took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 60 gp.
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