Eleanor Prescott, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern woman wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a rapier on her belt. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. 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. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 900 sp.
Thamior Lathalas, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in an above average manner. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Thamior was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2900 sp.
William Iranapha, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: Gifted from a young age, William studied abroad. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic 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) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Goblin, Druidic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).
Trail Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears suspenders and pastel workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. Her black fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Eye agate (9 gp).
Adrie Galanodel, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has shaved her head bald. She has blue eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: She is content; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
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: 6000 cp.
Nykkan Zzzxaaxthroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears green trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has no crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is an amazing painter.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Nykkan took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Thervan Floshem, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. His auburn hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 tends to his Tailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Kristryd Broodfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has wavy blonde hair. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Kristryd was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Nicor Horror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His chestnut hair is still thick. He has silver eyes and a green hat with a violet feather.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is obsessed with his god.
History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
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