Theobald Nash, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He is content; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 37 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Ella Stanley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, marred by beers. Her brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and retire the richest woman in the east
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 34 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, 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: 30000 cp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Eleanor Windsor, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Azurite (7 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp).
Beatrice Weld, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and sickles. Her blonde hair is still thick. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. After coming to the age of reason, Beatrice took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 47 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 2d4-3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 sp. Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Azurite (16 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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