Randal Clive, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insane, Secretive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 35 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: Rich purple corundum (600 gp).
John Woods, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a fancy grey suit. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, John has worked very hard to control his curse. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +6 / 1d10+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Kyle Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: The child of a Carpenter, who enjoyed hunting, Kyle was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Kyle took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mayor and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40000 cp.
Hunter Wellington, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a white vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Hunter was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Hunter's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels threatened by others
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 49 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 1 |
Possessions: 1300 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Jet (90 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp).
Simon Hayden, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His head has been shaved. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.
History: Simon hails from a village terrorized by giants. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Simon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.
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