Roger Woods, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'8" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 46 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Gilbert Harper, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Gilbert was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 45 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Jocelyn Chatham, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears long strands of amethyst and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has moderate length brown hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. In his youth he was a Dilettante, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 44 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Goblin, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40000 cp.
Juliana Branson, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 83. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To her fellows she 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: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 35 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 sp. Hematite (7 gp). Zircon (60 gp).
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