Adran Wilmont, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Dûgza Thackeray, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears his white hair down. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Herbalist but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He is a Lamia in disguise. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Bûbol Radcliffe, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, yellow shirt, and green tie. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Religious, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Myev Royal, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she 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. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
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. She feeds upon the attention of others.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
John Iranapha, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished rapier as well. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: He is a Interpreter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Born to a Stableman, his father struggled to pay the bills. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
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: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Nala Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a green shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her brass crest is braided into rings. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She takes great joy in being the best Layabout in town.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She tends to her Layabout job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to be a fisher again
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
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: 1 Banded mail.
Ilanis Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a simple tan robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ilanis embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Ilanis was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ilanis's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Leucis Charity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Architect and was forced into it by his family; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Orianna Speed, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a glaive on her belt. She has moderate length black hair. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Amber (130 gp). 7 Acid flasks.
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