Solomon Blumenthal, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has hazel eyes and a grey hat with a pastel feather.
Personality: Solomon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Solomon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Curran Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
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. When Curran reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 62 (9d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: Coral (110 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp).
Torinn Kimbatuul, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His scarlet crest is lengthy. His eyes are likewise red.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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, Torinn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a hunter again
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. Coral (70 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Bulzo Goldfound, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a great chef.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bulzo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Bather
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 52 (8d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Taklinn Glanhig, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a greatsword on his belt. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 90 gp.
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