Giselle Oakes, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor, marred by chocolates. She has dyed her greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Giselle took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 43 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Terran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20000 cp.
Elizabeth Anderton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She struck the Weaver job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, 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: 10000 cp. Amethyst (160 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Emerald (1300 gp).
Percival Lincoln, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is typically in his Banker uniform. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Percival hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Banker. He struck the Banker job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 38 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Tim Langley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tim will drive conversation. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. One day when Tim was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Tim was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 49 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp).
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