Traubon Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Traubon was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 44 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
Sammal Serenity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 27. 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 enjoys reading and quiet.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Coral (40 gp).
Einkil Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 4'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tan tunic with grey highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is an amazing painter.
History: Einkil was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Revenge; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Rurik Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Rurik hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Rurik took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Terran, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Pelt Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 wears silk and lounges about seductively. His yellow fur is thinning but still full. His yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Pelt was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Pelt's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Pelt and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep
Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp.
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