Egelina Myerscough, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her auburn hair is braided into rings. She has amber eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.
History: Egelina was born the youngest of three triplets. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and to unite with her brother
Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Tharivol Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left arm. He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He works hard and plays hard.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hadarai Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Radomir Nimblefingers, Male Halfling [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 hair is red and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Radomir fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 40 gp.
Shivering Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'1". He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. His gray fur is matted, messy, and big. He has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a grey feather.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. 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. Shivering fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
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