Theodoric Snowdon, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bounty Hunter for hire.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new bounty hunter responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Sarah Prescott, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Being a Carter kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she has a crush on the local assassin
Ideals: Gifted, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 27 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +1 / 2d4-2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Rose (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Coral (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Yvonne Oakley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged woman wears a green small hat and green clothes and is in decent physical shape. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Yvonne grew up listening to her father's many stories. She 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. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 47 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Griselda Bristol, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. Her blonde hair is still thick. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 64. 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. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Griselda took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. She bought a longsword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 41 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
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