Ahvain Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a green scarf, marred by teas. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Ahvain was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Locksmith. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 56 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
Darrak Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He was born into a rich family. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 pp. Alexandrite (200 gp).
Ugarth Kelsey, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Ugarth has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 63 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Oriax Judgment, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
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 a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp).
Dimble Murnig, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His white hair is knotted and matted. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: Dimble hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dimble took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Breastplate.
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