Thamior Horineth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Priest uniform. His golden hair is cut short. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Priest.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by his family; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military, Family, Nature. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 50 (13d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 3 (-4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 6
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Halfling, Gnoll, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +7
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 16 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Vonana Helcral, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather, and carries flails. Sporting a black mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Selfish, Insane. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 32 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +0 / 1d10-2, Grapple -1
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Bharash Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His gold crest is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 35 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: 600 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Zook Nucklestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is still thick. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Zook took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sage; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 28 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Aquan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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