Fistula Shirley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a long, black cloak. Her chestnut hair is braided into rings. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Fistula will drive conversation. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents enrolled her in a Bard school at a young age so that she could practice her psionic talents. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 3 (-4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 1100 gp.
Jak Greenleaf, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise green.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Jak was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Body Guard. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 39 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 800 gp. Violet garnet (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Eiravel Cithreth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and greataxes. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has green eyes and a violet hat with a grey feather.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Job. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 28 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Dalgal Stoutale, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dalgal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Sylvan, Gnoll, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Shout outs: Stacey, Adam Fowler, Amanda Kettles, Angelo Anderson, Appreciate Witch of Life, AstroLass, bilbens baggo, Brian Nunziato, Bryan Sheairs, Brysen Packer, Bryson Waits, Burlyfighter, Caitlin W., chris wilson, Christopher Allbritton, CJMAXP, Connor, Dalton Elliott, Damon Carrington, Daniel Edwards, Darrya Keshvari, David Schraff, Dragons With Jetpacks, Elisa Martinez, eric sun, Ezzela1891, Federica Frezza, Gordon Alexander Fallon, Gundar Wez, Iofire, Irate The Pirate, Ivee Quinn, Jade Arrowood, Jake Lane, Jeremiah Walker, Jess, Joe Dalby, John Nazario, JollyGamer, Jonathan Lekse, Jordan Brazeal, Josh Braden, Joshua David Maddox, Justin Snyder, Kerry Melton, Kevin, KFB_Patreon, KingHavok1217, Kingyo Senpai, Kyle Clark, Lisa Tucker, Liz Fontain, Lizzie, Lou Bliss, Luke P, Mario Pizzamiglio, Mark L, Matt Price, Matt Yates, Max Hops, Maxwell Mayer, Michael Hamilton, Millergendraft, mtnman1979@aol.com, Mx Charlie, Mylon Schroder, Nahellion, Nathan, Nicholas Zamora, Nick Soucy, Phil Mehl, Phillip P Torchia, Pythor Sen, R., Rachel Anderson, Ray Bissonnette, Remora Jewel, Robert Rich, Robert Skadsem, Ryan Flagg, SallySparrow132, Sarah Holland, Serafina Moon, Shane Andrews, ShortyMcgibble, Sik Makoyi, Siren, Stefan Gottschalk's, Steve Rosenlund, Stuart, Syn21, That Video Editor Nic, thea musing, Trev909, Vedie V, Vincent Drone, Warren Clarida, Wesley Muncy, XMrMonkyx ., Zachary Burgess-Hicks, zachary gee, Zealot23, Zee Livezey
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!

