Peren Xistsrith, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a tattooed face.
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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Peren hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Peren alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Grigi Staurheim, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her bastard sword. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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: Regain custody of her son; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Silver holy symbol.
Nadarr Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears skinny pants and wears a green and black robe with the hood down, he is not a threatening figure. His rusty crest is heavily combed to the right. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Body Guard they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Expand his business; and doesn't want to be a fletcher and was forced into it by his family
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 2 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
Gimble Miggledy, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born to a Layabout, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Gimble took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 240 gp.
Burgell Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Burgell liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. During his travels, Burgell and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Burgell discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Burgell fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 26 (3d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Antitoxin.
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