Robert Clive, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western man dresses like a well dressed Laborer does. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a tailor again
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Jocelyn Kendall, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Erevan Teinithra, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is very fat, and wears a simple yellow robe with black stripes complete with hood. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Born to a Body Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Erevan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Criella Liberty, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her blue robe. Her hair is purple and curly. Her eyes are red and beady.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her first spouse was a Brewer, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and to unite with her brother
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family, Military. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Ekemon Pain, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged man has the majority of his body covered in plate, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are black and beady.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Ekemon is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Ekemon was born the youngest of three triplets. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Assassin. He has achieved small success as a Assassin.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Job, Family. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Sylvan, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Elaim Daerdahk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished falchion as well. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is an amazing painter.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. After coming to the age of reason, Elaim took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of dire rats 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Acid flasks. 1 Everburning torch.
Hugh Heiser, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He works hard and plays hard.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Odorr Tatum, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, 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 silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Odorr hails from a village terrorized by drow. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Odorr alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he wants revenge against drow
Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Disguise kit.
Spring Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has dyed her greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.
Personality: Spring is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she 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. Spring fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Forgetful, Disease. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Shout outs: Stacey, mike richard, 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, 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, Packratt, 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, 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!
