Miles Breeden, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Miles has worked very hard to control his curse. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is content
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Anthony Ryley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man wears professional attire. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Anthony enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d10-3, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Buckler.
Kyle Blyth, Male Human [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 white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Kyle is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Kyle was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sellsword they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Blacksmith, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 2800 sp.
Ralf Dudley, 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 a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are green.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.
History: Ralf was born with his father's beautiful face. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and doesn't want to be a seamstress and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Terse, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 45 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. Carnelian (40 gp).
Arnold Gyula, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a white collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bookbinder they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 27 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
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