Lewis Barclay, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is braided into rings. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Lewis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Lewis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Lewis decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 220 gp. Jet (40 gp). Moss agate (7 gp).
Gubrash Harley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Animal Trainer who has hired him part-time. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 42 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Althaea Caphaxath, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears tattered old clothes. She has no hair. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: She was born in the north. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying north to reunite her family. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Althaea was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it; and to clean up the streets
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Red spinel (90 gp).
Roger Atherton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born in the north to a Guard, Roger learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Roger took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Guard
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 50 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 1300 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp).
Fonkin Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished sai as well. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is obsessed with his god.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Architect mother left him crippled. 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. Fonkin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 41 (4d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 gp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Amber (80 gp).
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