Shava Arnuanna, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears tan trousers with green and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'10" when asserting herself. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Shava reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She struck the Cook job and began her own company from there.
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; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).
Aelar Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He uses divination through singing.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Auran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Vassago Deft, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Berrian Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.
History: Berrian hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. 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. He has never given up on his writing dream.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Chain shirt.
Pikar Wiseacre, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. At a young age his mother died while driving off some brigands. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in rapier use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Pikar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
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