Pandjed Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He has moderate length red crest. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Pandjed was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A freak accident while working with his Shepherd father left him crippled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 40 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d10+3, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1300 gp.
Nykkan Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His gold crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 59 (6d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. Blue sapphire (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).
Anselm Yardley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His silver hair is cut short. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2 Tanglefoot bags.
Norman Lincoln, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is brown and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Orsik Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born in the north to a Beggar, Orsik learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When Orsik reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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