Aelar Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his green eyes.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 28 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Vondal Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He uses divination through singing.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vondal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 12)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 107 (12d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d10+3, Ranged +3 / 3d10-1, Grapple +7
Possessions: 4000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2200 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Vicky Cotton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". She dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and her gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. Her red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 120 gp.
Halimath Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Halimath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Halimath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Halimath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, True Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 78 (12d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Zanna Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The light-skinned woman stands 3'4" and usually wears her blue robe and has her halberd always slung over her shoulder. Her silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Zanna was born with her father's beautiful face. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Zanna 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 Zanna. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Reirak Dankil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise hazel.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Weaver. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born in the east to a Weaver, Reirak learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to clean up the streets
Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Slave. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (7d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Rose (50 gp).
Elaim Durthane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Elaim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Forgetful. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 20 (11d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 2800 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Coral (160 gp).
Shout outs: Stacey, HilloDark, Brian Tanner, Serafina Moon, Thomas Spence, Armand Desharnais, Trev909, Bob Goode, TODD RICHARD, Iofire, Caitlin W., Damon Carrington, Mario Pizzamiglio, Phil Mehl, Wesley Muncy, elijah D. maben, R., bruschkin, Vincent Drone, thea musing, Brian Nunziato, Matt Yates, Elisa Martinez, Ryan Flagg, Jade Arrowood, Angelo Anderson, Syn21, Dave Walker, Jonathan Lekse, Katie White, JollyGamer, Tiernan Greenman, Burlyfighter, David R Abbott, Rick Marsh, Brittany DeNicholas, Amanda Kettles, Lou Bliss, Sik Makoyi, Pythor Sen, Bryson Waits, Desedent, Irate The Pirate, Mark L, Siren, AstroLass, Lizzie, Michael Hamilton, Vedie V, Mylon Schroder, Nathan, Jordan Florez, Robert Rich, Robin Ellis-Foster, Jess, Zee Livezey, Kevin, Kerry Melton, SallySparrow132, Millergendraft, Federica Frezza, Nick Soucy, Jeremiah Walker, Bryan Sheairs, chris wilson, Max Hops, Sarah Holland, Joshua David Maddox, Jennifer Smith, Liz Fontain, Ray Bissonnette, Joe Dalby, Matt Price, Nicholas Zamora, ShortyMcgibble, Mr. Vinclair, mtnman1979@aol.com, KFB_Patreon, eric sun, Gundar Wez, Nahellion, That Video Editor Nic, bilbens baggo, Stuart, Brysen Packer, Maxwell Mayer, Thobek, XMrMonkyx ., Miss Zilla M, Jordan Brazeal, Kyle Clark, Jake Lane, Phillip P Torchia, Stefan Gottschalk's, Remora Jewel, Connor, jeremy baisch, Daniel Edwards, Zealot23, Shane Andrews, Brandon Mußiq, CJMAXP, Festus, Lisa Tucker, KingHavok1217, Mx Charlie, Justin Snyder, Keaton Permenter, Zachary Burgess-Hicks, Steve Rosenlund, Ezzela1891, John Nazario, Gordon Alexander Fallon, zachary gee, Jason Clark
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!