Hadwisa Koehlanna, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears an entirely violet suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered south to less war torn lands. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shepherd and was forced into it by her family; and to reunite with her absent father
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 36 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 pp. Obsidian (11 gp).
Salasar Skaarzborroosh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears baggy green pantaloons and a tan scarf. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Salasar 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Fax Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He refers to his adoptive father 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Celestial, Gnoll, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Nim Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is baby faced.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, In love, Debt. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 26 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Druidic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 290 pp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp).
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