Shamash Hashphronyxadyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has moderate length bronze crest. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Shamash took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 52 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +6
Possessions: 1900 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp).
Wiggan High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 3'4" and wears a yellow coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His tied-back hair is white. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Wiggan was born with his mother's beautiful face. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Attractive. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 21 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Abyssal, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 cp. Iolite (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Wiggens Maekkelferce, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is auburn and curly. He has gray eyes.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and revenge
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 34 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Superior lock. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Climber’s kit.
Crampernap Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man wears green trousers with grey and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Crampernap took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 36 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
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