Dean Sydney, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, and carries swords. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Dean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Dean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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. Dean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 23 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Justin Clifford, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Justin 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: To end his boredom.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 24 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Aquan, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
Adam Davenport, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Banker; and he's attracted to the pc
Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (8 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Drogo Conway, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He is physically well-built. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Drogo was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Carpenter. He struck the Carpenter job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Carpenter responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Manfred Kendall, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who wears silk and lounges about seductively, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 40 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 500 gp.
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