Enialis Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'4" and muscular, this western man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his blonde hair up. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Enialis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 sp. Silver pearl (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Flame In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His fur is short and gray. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Flame took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 66 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +8
Possessions: 1800 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp).
Shag Garfield, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Shag abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Tethren Pain, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His purple hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Tethren grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Tethren. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 26 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Two Llamas Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white fur is unkempt and raggedy. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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 to a pair of adventurers, Two Llamas grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 700 sp. Obsidian (12 gp).
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