Ahvain Coulson, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 87 (12d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Jacinth (8000 gp). Azurite (10 gp).
Fenriz Chant, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are silver.
Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Born in the west to a Bricklayer, Fenriz learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Baker, but he got bored and became a Bricklayer. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and revenge
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Malachite (5 gp).
Carrie Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears his silver hair up. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 31 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp.
Valorean Baharoosh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Valorean took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Revenge; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 17)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 82 (17d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Abyssal, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +9 / 5d4+3, Ranged +5 / 5d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 18 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 10000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (60 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1300 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1300 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.
Oren Glenfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He is physically well-built. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: Oren lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp.
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