Arumawann Wildwander, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tattered old clothes, and carries monstrous two handed axes. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arumawann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 73 (9d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon, Halfling, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: 1600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Quarethon Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and is pretty ugly. His crest is gold and curly. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. During his travels, Quarethon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Quarethon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Quarethon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 37 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +7
Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp).
Rael Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Ignan, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp).
Lewis Qualanthri, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His hair is cut close to his head. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lewis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Lewis and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 52 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 gp.
Anselm Starks, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his white hair up. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to prove his worth to the world
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 24 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 29000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
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