Mreksh Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 47 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 700 gp. Emerald (1400 gp).
Taklinn Lutgehr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Layabout, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His tied-back hair is silver. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Layabout. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (3d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Raer Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Born in the south to a Bellfounder, Raer learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Servant; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Aramil Xistsrith, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a grey scarf, marred by sweets. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are green and beady.
Personality: Aramil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Aramil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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 wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 84 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 900 gp.
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