Silaqui Xistsrith, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. She wears long strands of emerald and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She has a hunchback. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length silver hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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 built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 3 (-4) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Veit Deepdelver, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'11" and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is red and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Veit fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Joker, Opinionated, Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.
Tethren Haunted, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His fierce black eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Tethren 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Azurite (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Sariel Shupe, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 5'3". She wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: She was born into a rich family. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Sariel was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She has a crush on the local Sellsword; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 2 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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