Gerard Westbrook, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His tied-back hair is white. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: He was born in a small desert village. Gerard liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 44 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: Carnelian (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Arnold Springfield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He prefers to wear flannel. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 46 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Terran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 sp.
Avice Stanley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is light but she possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. She usually wears her tan robe and has her pickaxe always slung over her shoulder. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are green.
Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Avice was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Military. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 51 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Avelina Weston, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Avelina took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to be a miner again
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 27 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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