Robbie Silvereyes, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She hates illithids. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and revenge
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp).
Vezera Verthisathurgiesh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her copper crest, when down, is lengthy. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her music with anyone who is interested.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Vezera's homeland. Vezera decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Reirak Deepdelver, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender man wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.
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 has all his life been fascinated with music.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, In love. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 107 (12d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d10+0, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).
Travok Battlehammer, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is long and red with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: Travok lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of giants
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 43 (3d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Average lock.
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