Clerebold Abram, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a violet tunic with blue highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes, marred by chocolates. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in the west to a Bookbinder, Clerebold learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. During his travels, Clerebold and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Clerebold discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Clerebold fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and a deep hatred of gnolls
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp.
Ralf Halsey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, tan shirt, and brown tie. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is cut close to his head. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Odo Hornsby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Odo is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and doesn't want to be a apothecary and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Trey Ainsley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is red and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Trey took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 48 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Rolf Carlisle, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rolf grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.
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