Tervaround Cobblelob, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She is physically well-built. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Priest born in the past three hundred years. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: Tervaround hails from a village terrorized by giants. Tervaround liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature, In love. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 28 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Olrok Enfield, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is short and auburn. His eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Olrok is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Olrok grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When Olrok reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Roofer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fisher, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fisher and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 33 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Barendd Silverstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender man stands about 3'11". He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a grey scarf. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are violet.
Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: The child of a Shoemaker, who enjoyed hunting, Barendd was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's attracted to the pc
Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 66 (12d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +7 / 3d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 3000 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Jet (50 gp). Peridot (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Caeldrim Wasanthi, Male Elf [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. He wears his auburn hair up. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Caeldrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Gnoll, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
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