Chad Alby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He tends to wear a large grey jacket, marred by teas. His hair is brown and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Chad grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 39 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
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 | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Percival Crawford, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has moderate length golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 4. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Percival was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of orcs
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 35 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +1 / 2d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Helen Barney, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her hair is golden and curly. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Helen is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Helen was born on a far eastern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Actor. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Helen 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 she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 24 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
Ahlyssa Cason, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She has all her life been fascinated with singing.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Painter arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahlyssa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 53 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30000 cp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
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