Roge High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished bow as well. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has green eyes.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 78 (10d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 2400 gp. White opal (1400 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Tim Kemmerer, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears dull red sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Tim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Laucian Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and violet robe with the hood down. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are brown.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born in the south to a Courier, Laucian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Courier.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Courier
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Calcitro Sunmeadow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender man wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is long and unkept. 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 quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Performer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Calcitro 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 Calcitro. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 53 (11d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Orc, Auran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +8 / 3d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 3000 sp.
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