Conrad York, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Conrad was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants revenge against goblins
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Anselm Remington, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is short and brown. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Military, Family. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
Possessions: 90 gp. Iolite (30 gp). 1 Buckler.
Harann Grrrmmballhyst, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a simple green robe with brown stripes complete with hood. Her white crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The war was a terrible time for her, and Harann does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and doesn't want to be a masseuse and was forced into it by her family
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points -1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Fabien Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, yellow shirt, and brown tie. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has hazel eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Fabien reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother 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 granted divine powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 86 (11d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d8-1, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 2800 gp. Red garnet (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Black pearl (500 gp).
Paelias Eathalena, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely yellow suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Interpreter. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Paelias was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 30 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged -1 / 1d10-3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Gubu Wheatley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear black tank tops with tan pants. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 31 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +1 / 2d6-2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Lucan Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 4'9" and muscular, this northern man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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, Lucan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Lucan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Violet garnet (500 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).
Mozikth Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His scarlet crest is still thick. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 80 gp.
Vicky Trowbridge, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears long strands of sapphire and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her red hair is lengthy. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her parents enrolled her in a Adept school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. 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: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
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