Koeth Watson, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Koeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Pikar Stoutman, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Pikar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 30 (7d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Goblin, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40000 cp.
Gilthur Brazzik, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished nunchaku as well. His auburn hair is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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 now owns his own business.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 49 (7d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Chay Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 80. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Chay took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 31 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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