Puyet Clare, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with blue slacks. Her silver hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are gray and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother 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 ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Slave Trader for the past few years.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Nákra Stanley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His brown hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mason profession.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Masseuse.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Giant, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Banded agate (13 gp).
Greethen Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Greethen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice, Professionalism. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Namfoodle Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He is baby faced.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Namfoodle abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 30 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Brogg Atterton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears dull black sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He has a hunchback. He has silver hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Brewer born in the past three hundred years. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.
History: Brogg was born the youngest of three triplets. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He struck the Brewer job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with his absent father
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.
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