Oriax Doom, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has moderate length silver hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Gifted from a young age, Oriax studied abroad. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the west were limited. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +8
Possessions: 3000 sp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Gomory Liberty, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a green vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her green boots flare out at the collars. Her blue hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are red and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. A freak accident while working with her Mercenary father left her crippled. She tends to her Bricklayer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and doesn't want to be a bricklayer and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 86 (12d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d10-1, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Drusilia Caphaxath, 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 tends to wear a tan poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has moderate length blonde hair. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Drusilia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Drusilia was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.
Nella Harrington, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has brown eyes and a white hat with a black feather.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nella was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 24 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Auran, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
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