Kilvar Daraln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has blue eyes and a pastel hat with a green feather.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Kilvar was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Kilvar was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Kilvar was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1300 sp.
Whurbin Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. 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 is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Whurbin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mason. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and balancing his hectic life and new mason responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Rrath Marston, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 45 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Chem Horror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a blue tunic with tan highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His hair is dark red and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Armorer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Barkeep, but he was a colossal failure. 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 is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 14)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 116 (14d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Celestial, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d6+0, Ranged +8 / 4d6+3, Grapple +7
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Uraim Rubyeye, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a green shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and grey pants. His white hair is braided into rings. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of goblins
Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 26 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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