Paelias Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paelias fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Ploughman; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Nelkin Greenleaf, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Nelkin was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nelkin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barber
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 31 (3d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Edge Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. His beige fur is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gifted student he started as a Hunter, but he got bored and became a Layabout. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Layabout for the past few years.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent father
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Mantus Flaw, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.
Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Mantus reached his early adolescence his Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people
Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 18 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp.
Fax Mohradyllion, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His crest is cut close to his head. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Architect hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 40 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.
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