Norman Shelley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his rapier. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Norman was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bellfounder. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points -4 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 6000 sp.
John Ridley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He very much looks the part of a Brewer. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: John is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. After coming to the age of reason, John took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has worked as a Brewer like his mother before him.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Bernard Haley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Bernard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, 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 Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Bernard was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Slave Trader. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Percival Jacobs, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His head has been shaved. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: Born in the west to a Weaver, Percival learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Weaver and found it very stressful. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To be a Cook again.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Wymar Copeland, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic, Goblin, Giant, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 900 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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