Oriel Shirley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her pastel robe. With bright black hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Oriel lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Jeweler, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Golden pearl (130 gp).
Yurgunn Graybeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Yurgunn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Rhogar Mohradyllion, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His white crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: Rhogar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family, Attractive. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 19000 sp.
Berrian Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He is dressed in an above average manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Berrian hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Berrian has worked very hard to control his curse. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Arara Erenaeth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During her travels, Arara and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Arara discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Arara fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
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