Jabbie Loofollue, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Jabbie took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spice Merchant they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 41 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 15000 sp.
Thakrak Marlowe, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 57 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 90 pp.
Rendar Ashton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His hair is short and blonde. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Gifted from a young age, Rendar studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rendar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 119 (13d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +7 / 4d4+3, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Tarhun Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears professional attire. He is portly but not overly obese. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tarhun does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When Tarhun reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father 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 bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 sp. White pearl (80 gp).
Whurbin Ironfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished scimitar as well. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Whurbin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Whurbin was born with his mother's beautiful face. Whurbin was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Weaver. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp). 4 Smokesticks.
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