Fulbar Glenfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Fulbar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Fulbar hails from a village terrorized by illithids. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Fulbar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Uraim Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is long and brown with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Maynild Malcolms, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. With bright red hair. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 sp.
Riardon Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 30 pp.
Patrin Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: 6'7" and muscular, this northern man wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He keeps his rusty crest in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Painter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Patrin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Patrin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and elven compassion
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Amethyst (50 gp).
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