Richard Everly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Richard was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Richard decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Slave Trader for the past few years.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Shava Ofandrus, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is brown, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. Her silver hair is still thick. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: She was born into a rich family. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Orc
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: 300 gp.
Gale Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She carries with her a set of shortbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Sensitive, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, 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: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Ur-Lasu Reed, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. He 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. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.
Three Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His black fur is still thick. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.
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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). After a long history of fighting, Three and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, 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.
Bertram Harper, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male wears professional attire. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His red hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. Bertram 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Raer Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears professional attire. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Gifted from a young age, Raer studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.
Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Celestial, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).
Resh Bradley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, he is not a threatening figure. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bather. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Resh was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business
Flaws: Lazy, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Quelenna Goltorah, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed club, just in case. Her black hair is singed and shortened. She has gray eyes.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Quelenna took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor she uses now. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp).
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