Gerbo Waggletop, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears bulky blue painted plate armor. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished shield as well. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant violet.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
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. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 900 sp. 3 Smokesticks.
Justin Ashton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Gennal Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears long strands of amethyst and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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 is greedy.
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Dworic Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This western man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Oskar Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned male wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Oskar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Sheggen Lindsey, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his right side. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Sheggen 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Tiefling compassion.
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 2 Alchemist’s fire.
Trey Mitchell, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: Trey wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. Trey abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Aquamarine (200 gp). 1 Good lock.
Veit Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and carries whips. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Born to a Navigator, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Veit liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Clerebold Xiloscient, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Clerebold is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: He was born in the east. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Amber (50 gp).
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