Thamior Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born in the east to a Mercenary, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 700 sp.
Gimble Umbodoben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gimble is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Gimble was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bounty Hunter for hire.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Debt. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Draconic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. Onyx (50 gp).
Karg Presley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His tied-back hair is golden. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Karg was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 57 (7d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +7
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Nelkin Nimblefingers, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing a long, brown cloak, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His ears are large.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nelkin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Seamstress, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 49 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. Pink pearl (150 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). White opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Eiravel Lathalas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 35 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
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