Reirak Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His first spouse was a Stableman, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 sp.
Mormo Severity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has moderate length silver hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Slave Trader. He's also a talented Sage, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 330 gp.
Harbek Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: Harbek was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Harbek was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fenriz Peace, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'4". He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Fenriz was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 sp.
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