Hadarai Radcliffe, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and scythes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. 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. 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: He was born in the west. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hadarai grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hadarai. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 15)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 108 (15d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d8+0, Ranged +4 / 4d8-1, Grapple +8
Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and ruby ring (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (110 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (20 gp).
Aelar Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Aelar hails from a village terrorized by drow. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Purban Goldfound, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears professional attire. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shepherd. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He got into the Shepherd business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Purban never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, In love. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 35 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Dwarven, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 pp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Beloril Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a large violet jacket, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: He comes from a rich southern family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Beloril grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Beloril. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; 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
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 19 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 200 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).
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