Theriatis Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Theriatis's homeland. Theriatis decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Abyssal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Himo Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Himo reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content
Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 19 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Fulbar Hilltopple, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 2'10" and wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 22 (6d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Birel Selevarun, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Birel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
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 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 900 sp. Carnelian (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp).
Aasathra Vangdondalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her crest is gold and curly. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Guard but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: Born to a Detective, her father struggled to pay the bills. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Aasathra took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aasathra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Auran, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 500 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).
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