Kairon Glee, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple black robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He has gleaming, smiling black eyes.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 32 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Ignan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Jabbie Leffery, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'6" and wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Jabbie's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Jabbie lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Breena Nopenstallen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Ploughman. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, In love, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 43 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 800 gp.
Ur-Lasu Westbrook, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man very much looks the part of a Fisher. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 29 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 4000 sp. Moonstone (60 gp).
Charles Blakeley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Charles was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
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