Bhevek Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a white collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Bhevek is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Coral (120 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Naeris Eathalena, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man wears an entirely yellow suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has no hair. His eyes are green and beady.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
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 | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1 Simple lock.
Mardnab Offund, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She carries with her a set of scimitars, each one with a topaz on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are gray.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. 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 to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mardnab fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Flak Sheldon, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Flak lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He worked as a nervous Tanner and found it very stressful. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Buckler.
Torbera Caebrek, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. Her auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 17. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Courier
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ronk Springfield, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries greataxes. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has brown eyes.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ronk's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. 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. Ronk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.
Godfrey Tatum, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is blonde and very short. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 east. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Berrian Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His hair is black and very short. He has violet eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Berrian alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has worked as a Knight like his father before him.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Dûsh Kensley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and tan robe with the hood down. His black hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He was born into a rich family. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.
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