Efferil Mystralath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Efferil hails from a village terrorized by giants. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Efferil was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and doesn't want to be a banker and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 52 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 22000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ronobe Dread, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with her brother.
Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Lucan Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, marred by beers. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Lucan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spice Merchant they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Heward Bradshaw, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Bryseis Pandaemonium, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 19 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
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