Zog Wedgwood, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. He has no hair. His ears are large.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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 to a pair of adventurers, Zog grew up listening to his father's many stories. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 46 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Solid gold idol (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp).
Harbek Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He wears his silver hair down. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: He was born in the east. Harbek was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barber. Being a Barber 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: A rival would like him out of the picture; and wants his loneliness to end
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 360 gp. Red garnet (120 gp).
Hoshû Radcliffe, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: He was born in the west. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others.
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 24 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d8+5, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +5
Possessions: 400 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (40 gp).
Orryn Nucklestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Orryn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Orryn was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and a deep hatred of brigands
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
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