Ralf Harrington, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He very much looks the part of a Bowyer. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 78. 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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 35 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Dustin Springfield, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
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 accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 52 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ralf Wellington, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Born in the north to a Miner, Ralf learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Miles Holton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Miles was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Miles decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 500 gp.
Anthony Stanford, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise green.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Anthony was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Anthony decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent mother
Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Debt, Family. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
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