Modean Hate, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.
Personality: Modean 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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Modean never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, In love. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Ribbles Sympony, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Ribbles alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp).
Theriatis Samuel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He plays an instrument quite well.
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. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has never given up on his dancing dream.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Chay Underbough, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: 3'4" and muscular, this western man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His brown hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is an amazing painter.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Riardon Koehlanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Born in the east to a Jeweler, Riardon 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 Jeweler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Jeweler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Jeweler for the past few years.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Lance Eastoft, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is an epitome of beauty. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Naill Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a brown scarf. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Naill took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Brewer and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Ahrim Blessing, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man wears a fancy green suit. He has done his best to style his dark red hair to look like a famous performer. His black eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Theobald Trowbridge, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who wears a brown broad hat and brown clothes. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 south. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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