Cressel Rescue, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.
Personality: Cressel hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. Through the years after Cressel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Cressel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.
Motivation: To be a Roofer again; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Undercommon, Aquan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. Red spinel (130 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.
Rangrim Glanhig, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Rangrim was born the youngest of three triplets. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Family, Slave. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Trail In Shadow, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. He keeps his long yellow fur kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The war was a terrible time for him, and Trail does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.
Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 19)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 79 (19d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 20
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 5d8+1, Ranged +10 / 5d8+4, Grapple +10
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 18 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 18000 gp. Violet garnet (1000 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Sard (50 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Jacinth (2000 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Amber (80 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). 1 Major magic item.
Ernest Hastings, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Ernest was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Ernest's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 160 gp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). 1 Banded mail.
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