Lia Horineth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: This woman loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Lia was born on a far western desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mortician. She has never given up on her painting dream.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
Orsik Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Elven compassion; and someone believes him a fraud
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 41 (10d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +3 / 3d6-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 900 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Reynard Stansfield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon, Goblin, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Sweet Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His lavender fur is unkempt and raggedy. He has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He works hard and plays hard.
History: Sweet was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, 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 | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Halimath Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He usually wears his blue robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Halimath took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 18 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +7 / 1d8+5, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Peridot (40 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp).
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