Drogo Adley, Male Human [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 is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Doctor. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 44 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Silver ewer (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
William Everly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is long and unkept. His eyes are violet and beady.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.
History: William lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Jeweler, but he was a colossal failure. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 60 pp.
Kyle Marley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
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: Kyle was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Kyle was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and many giants want him driven away
Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 26 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ernest Kimberly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Ernest was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ernest abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Theobald Graeme, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white hair is lengthy. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His first spouse was a Mortician, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and doesn't want to be a blacksmith and was forced into it by his family
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Sylvan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 90 pp. Iolite (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Black pearl (800 gp).
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