Theobald England, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. He has moderate length red hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He found a children's book about a Human Warrior who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 34 (6d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Zircon (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Norman Koehlanna, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 41 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Nicholas Winthrop, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tattered old clothes. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Nicholas has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is content.
Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 40 gp.
Odo Morton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born in the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Odo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 13000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.
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