Uraim Rubyeye, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with white slacks. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.
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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Uraim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Ur-Lasu Melancon, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Ur-Lasu speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: He was born in a small forest village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Soapmaker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: Revenge; and many dire rats want him driven away
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Right-Handed In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Seamstress. His white fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Right-Handed took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and expand his business
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Thervan Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Thervan was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Through the years after Thervan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Thervan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Dustin Carlyle, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in an above average manner. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 2700 sp.
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