Kyle Blythe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. 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 a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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: Kyle hails from a village terrorized by giants. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 42 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Clerebold Barclay, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Selfish, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 24 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
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: 200 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Lewis Blythe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has moderate length brown hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lewis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Human Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 29 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Jane Marlee, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her golden hair down. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. 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. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 45 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30000 cp. 3 Thunderstones.
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