William Acton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. 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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Abyssal, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 42000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Odo Kimberly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Odo grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He's in love; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 27 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp.
Simon Ryley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has shaved his head bald. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a grey feather.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Simon enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Disease, Hedonist, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 20 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 700 gp. Silver pearl (90 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Rose (30 gp).
Raymond Garrick, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. He sports a flattop hair cut. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. The war was a terrible time for him, and Raymond does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raymond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d4-2, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 600 gp.
Adelard Cason, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Adelard liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Adelard never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, In love, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 600 gp.
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