Adrik Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Adrik took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Rock crystal (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp).
Dustin Rutherford, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is wearing a long, black cloak. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business
Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Mentor, Family, Job. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 46 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp).
Ulfgar Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with black slacks. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A true patriot, Ulfgar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Military, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 pp.
Radomir Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a simple white robe with tan stripes complete with hood. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Radomir lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Radomir took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (6d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1000 gp.
Az-Adar Harlan, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is chestnut and curly. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 73 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 cp. Jasper (60 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).
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