Direcris Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His bronze crest is lengthy. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.
History: Gifted from a young age, Direcris studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Direcris was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of illithids
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Jet (140 gp).
Pijjirik Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems and is in decent physical shape. His black crest is thinning but still full. He has red eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Golden pearl (70 gp).
Rolen Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Rolen was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Rolen decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Aym Speed, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Her black eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Baker. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.
History: Aym was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Baker.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she wants revenge against goblins
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Yebe Offund, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she feels threatened by others
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven
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 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Hourglass.
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