Thervan Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Engraver mother left him crippled. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Dayereth Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, marred by beers. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He has blue eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Lazy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 380 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Eye agate (11 gp).
Arara Dalanthan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Her silver hair is heavily combed to the right. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Arara grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Arara has worked very hard to control her curse. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break.
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Chain shirt.
Jacoba Leeming, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Jacoba lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Jacoba was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Jacoba decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and seeks redemption
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 15)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 46 (15d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 4d8-3, Ranged +7 / 4d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Amber (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Raer Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is dressed in an above average manner. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 19 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Ignan, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Breastplate.
Nazû Myerscough, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who wears a white tunic with red highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 achieved small success as a Priest.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 66 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
Traki Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Pink pearl (100 gp).
Mantus Enigma, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length blue hair. His eyes are likewise red.
Personality: Mantus is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Mantus reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Carpenter; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 33 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Kaladan Skaarzborroosh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His crest is white, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are red and catlike.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He got into the Crown-heir business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He's also a talented Ploughman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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