Maagog Clethtinthiallor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His crest, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Maagog liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and retire the richest man in the north
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). 2 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Holy water.
Clerebold Conway, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with his Mason mother left him crippled. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss
Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 41 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Simon Amakiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His tied-back hair is white. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Tanner. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Rurik Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a flattop hair cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Rurik lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He tends to his Carpenter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to unite with his brother
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 33 (3d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple -1
Possessions: 100 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Elaim Trueblood, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and he perpetually has his trident ready. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad grey hat.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Elaim enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Elaim 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 Elaim. After months of barely getting by, Elaim managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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