Miles Blum, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and doesn't want to be a doctor and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 sp.
Harvest In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'10" when asserting himself. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Armorer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Aust Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Greethen Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 6'7" and wears tattered old clothes. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Red-brown spinel (120 gp).
Mozfel Atterton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was raised in a plains tribe. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Mozfel 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 drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +6
Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp).
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