Dalgal Durthane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western man likes to wear black tank tops with tan pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Dalgal was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +5
Possessions: 240 gp. Citrine (40 gp).
Leaf Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is physically well-built. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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 raised in a plains tribe. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Barrister, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Elven, Gnoll, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: 36000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.
Gilbert Barney, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses like a well dressed Doctor does. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is an amazing painter.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Gilbert grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Gilbert. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Hematite (10 gp).
Purson Merit, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: Purson lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 23 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Shout outs: Stacey, Luke P, David Schraff, Ivee Quinn, Rachel Anderson, Brian Tanner, Serafina Moon, Armand Desharnais, Trev909, Bob Goode, TODD RICHARD, Josh Braden, Iofire, Caitlin W., Damon Carrington, Mario Pizzamiglio, Phil Mehl, Wesley Muncy, elijah D. maben, R., Vincent Drone, thea musing, Brian Nunziato, Matt Yates, Elisa Martinez, Ryan Flagg, Jade Arrowood, Angelo Anderson, Syn21, Dave Walker, Jonathan Lekse, JollyGamer, Tiernan Greenman, Burlyfighter, David R Abbott, Rick Marsh, Brittany DeNicholas, Amanda Kettles, Lou Bliss, Sik Makoyi, Pythor Sen, Bryson Waits, Desedent, Irate The Pirate, Mark L, Siren, AstroLass, Lizzie, Michael Hamilton, Vedie V, Mylon Schroder, Nathan, Jordan Florez, Robert Rich, Jess, Zee Livezey, Kevin, Kerry Melton, SallySparrow132, Millergendraft, Federica Frezza, Nick Soucy, Jeremiah Walker, Bryan Sheairs, chris wilson, Max Hops, Sarah Holland, Joshua David Maddox, Packratt, Liz Fontain, Ray Bissonnette, Joe Dalby, Matt Price, Nicholas Zamora, ShortyMcgibble, Mr. Vinclair, mtnman1979@aol.com, KFB_Patreon, eric sun, Gundar Wez, Nahellion, That Video Editor Nic, bilbens baggo, Stuart, Brysen Packer, Maxwell Mayer, Thobek, XMrMonkyx ., Miss Zilla M, Jordan Brazeal, Kyle Clark, Jake Lane, Phillip P Torchia, Stefan Gottschalk's, Remora Jewel, Connor, jeremy baisch, Daniel Edwards, Zealot23, Shane Andrews, Brandon Mußiq, CJMAXP, Festus, Lisa Tucker, KingHavok1217, Mx Charlie, Justin Snyder, Zachary Burgess-Hicks, Steve Rosenlund, Ezzela1891, John Nazario, Gordon Alexander Fallon, zachary gee, Jason Clark
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!