Erias Holderhek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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: Erias 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. One day when Erias was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Erias was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 90 gp.
Akra Linxakasendalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears baggy green pantaloons and a tan scarf. Her silver crest is thinning but still full. Her gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: Akra lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 43 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Egelina Fawcett, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears brown trousers with pastel and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her long chestnut hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She is happy with her job as a Miner. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. When Egelina reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and to find somewhere to settle down
Flaws: Selfish, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 40 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d8+3, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1100 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). Sard (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Anastrianna Floshem, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering her clean studded leather, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She has moderate length golden hair. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 3 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Anastrianna never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: Revenge; and many goblins want her driven away
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: In love, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.
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