Don Rothenel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is brown and curly. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Don was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 pp.
Altho Smoothhands, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, marred by beers. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
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 stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: Altho was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Altho grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Altho. He tends to his Sculptor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 pp.
Wymar Bradshaw, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are brown and beady.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a great chef.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hobart Shadowquick, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 230 gp.
Rimmon Havoc, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Rimmon embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Rimmon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Rimmon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 340 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).
Baggi Langdon, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: 5'2" and muscular, this eastern woman wears a black vest and prefers brown and white shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. She has violet eyes.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Gifted from a young age, Baggi studied abroad. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Revenge; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 8 Acid flasks. 8 Acid flasks. 1 Holy water.
Rolen Dalanthan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. He is an epitome of beauty. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top violet hat.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Bellfounder job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bellfounder responsibilities is difficult; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp.
Harann Mohradyllion, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her green crest is smooth and relatively long. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Assassin responsibilities is difficult; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, 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 | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Malachite (16 gp).
Osco Tallfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 3'3". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
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. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Osco grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Osco. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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