Raer Callan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, brown shirt, and white tie. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).
Gilbert Southey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His black hair is still thick. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: He comes from a rich western family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is greedy
Flaws: Terse, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 51 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Kaladan Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His rusty crest is greasy and uncared for. His red eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: He was born in the south. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kaladan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 59 (6d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 10000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ethereal Hummingbird, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. His yellow fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When Ethereal reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 35 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Aquan
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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