Delre Graybeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing a long, grey cloak. She carries with her a set of shortspears on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Delre was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Delre decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Delre fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Paymon Failure, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 6'4" and muscular, this northern man typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his white eyes.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Paymon hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and many dire rats want him driven away
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Sapply Shadowcloak, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has blue eyes.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Sapply grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Sapply. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Drusilia Wasanthi, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a simple tan robe with blue stripes complete with hood. Her brown hair is singed and shortened. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Brewer. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
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. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Drusilia took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 100 sp.
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