Baelitae Qualanthri, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She tends to wear a large yellow jacket. She carries with her a set of warhammers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Baelitae's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In her youth she was a Actor, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She saw the violence of war and the aftermath so she converted to religion and dedicated herself to non-violence.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Gargax Shestendeliath, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His white crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
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. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rieta Dodge, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is chestnut and very short. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her 16th 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 used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 69 (8d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +8 / 2d10+5, Grapple +5
Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Elizabeth Caphaxath, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Elizabeth abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 pp.
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