Erdan Woods, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is still thick. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Erdan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.
Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 54 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp).
Drifting Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has copper eyes.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 59 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d10+3, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp.
Veit Strakeln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'3" when asserting himself. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has hazel eyes.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Veit lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Veit took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Auran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
Dworic Silverstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Dworic took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 82 (10d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 160 pp.
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