Galinndan Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a large black jacket. His head has been shaved. His eyes are gray.
Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was born into a rich family. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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: To prove his worth to the world; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Trail Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His cinnamon fur is long and unkept. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trail isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Trail was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 35 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Undercommon, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Raer Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'2" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Through the years after Raer was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Raer's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 wants to get laid; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Fargas TellPenny, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his black hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: Fargas wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Aristocrat, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Fargas was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He worked as a nervous Assassin and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new assassin responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 47 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 800 gp.
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