Meriele Yaeldrin, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She comes from a rich western family. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Meriele fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp).
Carlin Horcusporcus, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a simple tan robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Carlin took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (3d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Thradal Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
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. Thradal is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Painter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to unite with his brother
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Norkruuth Esstyrlynn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His brass crest is heavily combed to the left. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. After coming to the age of reason, Norkruuth took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Logical, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 15)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 42 (15d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d8-1, Ranged +5 / 4d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 7000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp).
Phelaia Shame, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a green cloak and cross-gartered white stockings, and carries sais. She has dyed her greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. Her white eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.
History: Born in the north to a Bowyer, Phelaia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Bowyer for hire.
Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and someone believes her a fraud
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (9d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 3d4-2, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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