Silvo Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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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. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are violet and catlike.
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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Silvo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Silvo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 37000 sp.
Purban Bigheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. After months of barely getting by, Purban managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 52 (6d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Black opal (500 gp). Coral (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp).
Nicor Rescue, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Healer responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 63 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Elven, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Nuraval Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears professional attire. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Nuraval was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 40 (10d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2300 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Yurk Stanford, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: Born to a Courier, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Yurk alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 53 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan, Giant
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 900 gp.
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