Alexandre Winthrop, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his 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 bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.
History: Alexandre 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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Alexandre was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and human compassion
Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 43 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 10000 cp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Peridot (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Thomas Snowdon, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears just a tan suit. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise green.
Personality: Thomas 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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thomas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born in the west to a Mason, Thomas learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: To be a Miller again; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Infernal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 400 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Rolf Tindall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 26 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Wymar Harper, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. After coming to the age of reason, Wymar took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of goblins 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 35 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Everard Myerscough, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is short and golden. His eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Actor. 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 a Cartwright, who enjoyed hunting, Everard was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Everard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Actor like his father before him.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 31 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
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