Tanglar Rayden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: He was born into a rich family. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying west to reunite his family. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 64 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 280 pp.
Cimer Ambition, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blue hair is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.
Personality: Cimer hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has never given up on his dancing dream.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 77 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 7000 sp. Sard (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).
Morkral Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears long strands of opal and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is physically well-built. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Flask Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears a colorful flower in his white fur. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Flask was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Flask never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: To be a Cook again; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 45 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Fargrim Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. 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. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Fargrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Expert 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. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 81 (12d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 1000 gp.
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