Adam Lancaster, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel and beady.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 26 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +4
Possessions: 300 gp.
Patrick Appleton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Patrick reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 100 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Spyglass.
Theobald Nibley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are brown and beady.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. Jet (90 gp). Citrine (40 gp).
Percival Nash, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man wears a pastel tunic with violet highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: Born in the west to a Mason, Percival learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Servant; and to be a servant again
Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: 18000 cp.
Ralf Abram, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His eyes are violet.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Ralf was born the youngest of three triplets. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Human compassion; and doesn't want to be a assassin and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Family, Rich. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2000 sp.
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