Korfel Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Korfel was born with his father's beautiful face. After coming to the age of reason, Korfel took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 17 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Darrow Tallfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His hair is black and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Darrow took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (3d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Abyssal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ronk Hailey, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Gifted from a young age, Ronk studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Fargas Littlefoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears long strands of emerald and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fargas took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Halfling compassion.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 32 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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