Howard Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with grey pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: Seeks redemption.
Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 33 (6d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Adran Ilphelkiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To be a Animal Trainer again; and balancing his hectic life and new guard responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 41 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Broce Albaratie, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Broce took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 39 (4d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Undercommon, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Dworic Orcfoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dworic took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. 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: To end his boredom; and money/treasure
Flaws: Terse, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 170 gp.
Fivin Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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