Meriele Qualanthri, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She keeps her blonde hair in a pixie cut. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military, Slave. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Robert Trowbridge, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 5'5" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 300 sp. Rose (40 gp).
Lance Upton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Auran, Abyssal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Fistula Hayes, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She uses divination through singing.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. After a long history of fighting, Fistula and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 2 |
Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.
Audhild Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She stands about 3'9" and wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her hair is short and red. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. The war was a terrible time for her, and Audhild does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Born to a Carpenter, her mother struggled to pay the bills. 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. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
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