Cory Barlow, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Cory took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Cook like his father before him.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 50 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp).
Azzakh Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 6'5" northern man, he is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He wears his brass crest up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Azzakh grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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: Seeks redemption; and he's attracted to the pc
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 63 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Kildrak Ungart, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has moderate length golden hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kildrak grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Kildrak abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Serpent Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: Serpent was born the youngest of three triplets. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and someone believes him a fraud
Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Undercommon, Druidic, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
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