Quelenna Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a blue tunic with black highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around her shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'7" when asserting herself. Her hair is golden and very short. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
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. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Gifted from a young age, Quelenna studied abroad. Her childhood dream was to be a Cook, but she was a colossal failure. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Job. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Aquan, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Srorthen Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise gold.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 30 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Anselm Burrows, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. Anselm took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to unite with his brother
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 33 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d4-2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
Heian Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. His tied-back hair is brown. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Heian is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Heian grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
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