Fulbar Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Giant
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1900 sp.
Paelias Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born in the east to a Architect, Paelias learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Architect, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 19 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +7 / 3d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1300 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Moss agate (7 gp).
Aust Alfonso, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Baker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Armorer, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 123 (11d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Undercommon, Giant
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d8+3, Ranged +6 / 3d8+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: 360 pp. Onyx (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Salasar Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length bronze crest. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: The child of a Doctor, who enjoyed hunting, Salasar was taken on many hunting expeditions. Salasar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Salasar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 |
Possessions: 1100 gp.
Left-Handed Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The war was a terrible time for him, and Left-Handed does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Left-Handed was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item.
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