Aldous Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His red hair is braided into rings. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Aldous reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Carter
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Miles Qualanthri, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 64 (12d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d10+3, Ranged +3 / 3d10-1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (10 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ribbles Scheppen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair is cut short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: He was born into a rich family. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Ribbles began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (1d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Abyssal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 70 gp.
Randal Compton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears an entirely blue suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fletcher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 140 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).
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