John Alston, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. His silver hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: John was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying west to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. John was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 33 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Peridot (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Patrick Wentworth, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has wavy blonde hair. His eyes are gray.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Born in the east to a Roofer, Patrick learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Roofer. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Expand his business; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 49 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
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 | 15 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
Juliana Norton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available she will default to her warhammer. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for her, and Juliana does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Juliana reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Rosalind Fawcett, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She wears her brown hair up. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
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 skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 29 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 sp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp).
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