Riardon Mancilla, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 has taken up work as a Barkeep and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Flaws: Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 43 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
Percival Leeming, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He worked as a nervous Fisher and found it very stressful. He tends to his Fisher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 21000 cp.
Cask Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He is baby faced.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Cask reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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 has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, In love, Military. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Beloril Orcfoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Brewer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Beloril is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Moss agate (15 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp).
Fenriz Shame, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are a pleasant red.
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. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Body Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Body Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 91 (12d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Terran, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d10+4, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 200 pp.
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