John Warwick, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is still thick. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 3000 sp.
Dadalan Norixius, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his long rusty crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dadalan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Cartwright; and he's in love
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 42 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Aquan, Terran
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d6+4, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Drenna Paxton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'9" northern woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has slicked back black hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Drenna grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Drenna. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 2 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Oppleby Murnig, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top blue hat.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Oppleby was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 55 (9d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 1 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp).
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