Keth Trollope, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'3" northern man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Keth was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Keth's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new healer responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Seebo Reese, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Seebo enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
River Grass, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has styled her red fur well, parting it to the left. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Aquan, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 120 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Dworic Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is an amazing painter.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His first spouse was a Bookbinder, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. After a long history of fighting, Dworic and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 50 (11d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
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: 2200 gp.
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