Percival Sydney, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fancy pastel suit. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his green eyes.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Carpenter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: To protect his home; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Trey Mitchell, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has brown eyes.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trey isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a great chef.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +5
Possessions: 2400 sp.
Ralf Weston, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. 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 wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: Ralf speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Ralf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. He became a Mercenary soon after.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 2200 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp).
Anthony Blackwood, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His golden hair is braided into rings. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Anthony was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Priest hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.
Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
Dustin Trollope, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Dustin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
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