Wymar Preston, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise violet.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born in the south to a Bowyer, Wymar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To be a Barber again.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 40 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1900 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).
Flask Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His black fur is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Flask hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Flask was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Enialis Beitz, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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, Enialis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice, Fighting. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Red-brown spinel (80 gp).
Valanthe Eathalena, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her red hair is singed and shortened. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with her Roofer mother left her crippled. After a long history of fighting, Valanthe and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 43 (13d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 4d4-1, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 5 | 5 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp).
Morthos Beauty, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red 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: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Morthos embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Morthos alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 50 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 1100 gp.
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