Enna Caerdonel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Enna embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Miller they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Farmer, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and to unite with her sister
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Tatyan Akambherylliax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her bronze crest is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born to a Spice Merchant, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 33 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Zircon (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Quarethon Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, black shirt, and blue tie. His white crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Quarethon was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 77 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +7
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 2300 gp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Blue diamond (3000 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp).
Xappan Intellect, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. He has black eyes and a green hat with a white feather.
Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He 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. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bounty Hunter. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: He's in love.
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 71 (8d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin, Giant, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp.
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