Patrick Beckwith, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses like a well dressed Spy does, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Patrick has worked very hard to control his curse. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 38 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1600 gp).
Gilbert Shelby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is cut short. His eyes are hazel.
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. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Family. Occupation: Healer
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 39 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +2 / 2d8-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Reynard Shelley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: 5'5" and muscular, this northern man is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and black tie. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gray eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Reynard 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 he appears to be a normal Human, 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. 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 is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Trey Yardley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Trey 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. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 32 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ernest Royston, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and black tie. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. His head has been shaved. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ernest grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
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