Meena Loofollue, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her mace with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She wears her silver hair up. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: Meena lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Meena was young, her father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her father dropped to the ground dead. Her father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Meena was heart-stricken from the event, and her mother started working long hours to provde for them. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: Red spinel (70 gp).
Herleva Adler, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. Her hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Herleva is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born at the edge of vast island. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Herleva took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She bought a trident and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 150 gp.
Raymond Marlee, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He takes great joy in being the best Tailor in town.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has a crush on the local adventurer
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).
Oriel Rutherford, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'9", this woman is wearing a long, grey cloak. She is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around her ears. She has a dull look in her green eyes.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Her childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but she was a colossal failure. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to be a shepherd again
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 30 gp.
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