Kody Tyndall, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a red costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Kody was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 43 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Sybil Colton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 39 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).
Don Browning, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a tan collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has brown hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.
Personality: Don is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Don is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 34 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, 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: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Avice Beckwith, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She is renowned for her bright red dresses and hats. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Avice is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: Avice lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Avice was young, her mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her mother dropped to the ground dead. Her mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Avice was heart-stricken from the event, and her father started working long hours to provde for them. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Banker and was forced into it by her family; and money/treasure
Flaws: Sensitive, PTSD, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Family, Rich. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
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: 800 gp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).
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