Hadarai Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He wears his silver hair up. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Hadarai was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and expand his business
Ideals: Professionalism, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Torinn Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black wide-brimmed hat and black clothes. His long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Torinn will drive conversation. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He got into the Sailor business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Apothecary, but he was a colossal failure. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 35 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 3000 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (70 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (90 gp).
Nicholas Nash, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are brown and beady.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Nicholas was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nicholas 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 Nicholas. Being a Doctor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; 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, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Akmen Clandestine, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Akmen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 90 gp.
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