Watson Deephollow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Watson hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Watson has worked very hard to control his curse. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Fivin Netyoive, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Fivin was born with his father's beautiful face. A freak accident while working with his Crown-heir father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants revenge against brigands
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Obsidian (12 gp).
Enna Amakiir, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her silver hair is braided into rings. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is a great chef.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Enna was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Fargrim Bloodkith, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, blue shirt, and yellow tie. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Navigator profession.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Alston Bafflestone, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His silver hair is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure
Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Superior lock.
Claira Aloro, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'9", this woman wears just a blue suit. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Eberk Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Gimurt Dankil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his glaive with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries glaives. Sporting a silver 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: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A true patriot, Gimurt would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimurt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Antrara Norixius, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Antrara liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and wants to raise her children well
Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
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