Herleva Stanford, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a white collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She has styled her auburn hair well, parting it to the right. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. In her 11th year, her parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Herleva alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. After a long history of fighting, Herleva and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 44 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
Emeny Yardley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She carries a battered bow and tarnished falchion as well. Her chestnut hair is cut short. She has a dull look in her green eyes.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Painter who has hired her part-time. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Emeny's homeland. Emeny decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She's in love; and she wants to get laid
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 21 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Roland Colby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and doesn't want to be a herbalist and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 28 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Auran, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp.
Helen Sheldon, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears dark leathers with embroidery, she is not a threatening figure. She keeps her blonde hair in a pixie cut. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: The child of a Sailor, who enjoyed hunting, Helen was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Helen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. She's also a talented Sailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 43 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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