Gerard Clare, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair is short and chestnut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Thamior Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 4'10" southern man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Junk Dealer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 Junk Dealer. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, 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 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Darrow Swiftwhistle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Darrow fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and many drow want him driven away
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 5 Acid flasks.
Antinua Withrethin, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her silver hair is heavily combed to the right. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her amber eyes.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is a great chef.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. After a long history of fighting, Antinua and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Alvyn Garrick, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and grey pants. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Alvyn 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 Alvyn. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.
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 his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 80 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).
Torinn Umbyrphrael, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears professional attire. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His childhood dream was to be a Barrister, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.
Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a barrister again
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Pink pearl (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Dabbledob Fabblestabble, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 3'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears long strands of amber and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a very tight haircut. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.
Personality: Dabbledob 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... He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Eye agate (6 gp).
Percival Windsor, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. 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. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Ownka Trowbridge, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: Ownka wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her martial talents. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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