Rosalind Tewksbury, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
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. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 55 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp.
Rosalind Paxton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her head has been shaved. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
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 Human in existence. She is a great chef.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 36 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Lance Thackeray, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He tends to wear a large tan jacket. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 35 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Zircon (20 gp).
Avice Van Es, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Avice fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 28 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan, Ignan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 10000 cp. Moonstone (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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