Peter Jacobs, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: 5'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d4+4, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Clerebold Webley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 54 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Randal Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 41 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Eleanor Copeland, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars, and is pretty ugly. Her hair is chestnut and curly. She has gray eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: Eleanor lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She struck the Armorer job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: She is greedy; and 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
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family, Rich. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 40 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Giant, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +0 / 2d4-3, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
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