Uthemar Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Uthemar was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.
Flaws: Addict, Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Umpen Maekkelferce, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His brown hair is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Umpen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Umpen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 43000 sp.
Halimath Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His golden hair is still thick. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure
Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 80 pp.
Ugol Yeardley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 46. 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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: Ugol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Farmer. During his travels, Ugol and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ugol discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ugol fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 17)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 130 (17d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +8 / 5d4+2, Ranged +6 / 5d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Creega Braxton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tattered old clothes. She carries a battered spear and tarnished scythe as well. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Creega was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is content
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 43 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +8 / 2d10+5, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 130 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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