Hubert Jacobs, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a simple blue robe with green stripes complete with hood. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hubert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born in a small desert village. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 34 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Conrad Smith, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and blue robe with the hood down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. He wears his black hair up. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born to a Carter, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 3 Alchemist’s fire.
Shane Kent, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sailor who has hired him part-time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was born in the north. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Body Guard. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sailor responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 67 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d8+3, Ranged +6 / 3d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 4 |
Possessions: 370 pp. A silver and pearl hairclip (60 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Rolen Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is long and unkept. He has blue eyes.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rolen grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Roofer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp).
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