Rosamund Bradshaw, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears suspenders and grey workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. She keeps her brown hair in a flapper bob. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 sp. Banded agate (4 gp).
Raam Rage, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is afraid of men and trembles around them
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.
Motivation: To be a Doctor again; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Griselda Alfonso, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a warhammer on her belt, and she perpetually has her warhammer ready. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. She has hazel eyes and a violet hat with a red feather.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She was born in a small desert village. After coming to the age of reason, Griselda took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She struck the Guard job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 14)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 86 (14d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Gnoll, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d6+0, Ranged +4 / 4d6-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 5000 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Clear bright green emerald (8000 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Black opal (900 gp).
Charles Tindall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Charles's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Charles enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Charles alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Charles was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 37 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +1 / 2d8-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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