Gildmak Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.
Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Gildmak was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 sp.
Morkral Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is singed and shortened. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: Just what you see.
Roger Cotton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His tied-back hair is black. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Roger was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Roger took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Don Dulmage, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is portly but not overly obese. His tied-back hair is blonde. His ears are large.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Painter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Painter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Painter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 58 (5d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 10000 cp.
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