Aelar Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'8", this man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Flaws: Addict, Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +4
Possessions: 200 gp.
Dadalan Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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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 a brown cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. His gold crest is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 100 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Osco Hogcollar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has shaved his head bald. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 32 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Beloril Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses like a well dressed Cook does. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
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 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp.
Azzakh Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His green crest is matted, messy, and big. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and a deep hatred of gnolls
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (4d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp.
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