Rieta Skill, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her dark red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Apothecary kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 54 (12d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Auran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d10+3, Ranged +1 / 3d10-3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 pp. White pearl (160 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Banded agate (10 gp).
Adam Asheton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Dyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 34 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +2 / 3d8-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 1500 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Amethyst (100 gp).
Orryn Turen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tan shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has brown hair. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was born in a small island village. Orryn was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Orryn decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Bowyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 32 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged -1 / 1d10-3, Grapple +1
Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.
Valanthe Fasharash, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered west 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: She is content.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).
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