Drusilia Hanali, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Drusilia was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Drusilia's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 310 gp.
Rathkran Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red crest is singed and shortened. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Masseuse business.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Murook Willoughby, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Jeweler arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. 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: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Fonkin Rofferton, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
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. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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. Fonkin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).
Nim Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cartwright and was forced into it by his family.
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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