Percival Durkin, Male Half-Elf [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 is wearing a long, yellow cloak. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: Gifted from a young age, Percival studied abroad. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to prove his worth to the world
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 45 (5d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Jade (90 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).
Nedda Tosscobble, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right leg. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her tied-back hair is chestnut. She has gray eyes.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. She works hard and plays hard.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nedda was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nedda took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor she uses now. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.
Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 13)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 76 (13d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 4d4-2, Ranged +8 / 4d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 1 Medium magic item.
William Southey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and pastel handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Gifted from a young age, William studied abroad. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He struck the Sage job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and expand his business
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Military. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Lapis lazuli (9 gp).
Paggen Horcusporcus, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. He wears his brown hair down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paggen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Adran Tiltathana, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bellfounder born in the past three hundred years. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: Adran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Bellfounder and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 14)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 107 (14d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Goblin, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d6+1, Ranged +6 / 4d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 5000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Aelar Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is cut short. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Flaws: Greedy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Oblar High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Oblar will drive conversation. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 69 (11d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 3d8-3, Ranged +8 / 3d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 1100 gp.
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