Henry Azzo, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 23 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.
Pyra Fate, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Malquis Netyoive, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is silver and very short. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Chalcedony (30 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).
Neega Stratford, Female Half-Orc [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 robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a spear on her belt. She wears her silver hair down. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Neega fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 35 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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