Erevan Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender man wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: Erevan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp.
Whurbin Daerdahk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, green shirt, and blue tie. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Sylvan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ilanis Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. The war was a terrible time for her, and Ilanis does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Ilanis was born with her mother's beautiful face. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Terran
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 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Heskan Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His red crest is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are gold and beady.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Heskan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Server
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp).
Modean Dignity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He was born in the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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