Manfred Ridley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is very fat, and wears a white armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He takes great joy in being the best Junk Dealer in town.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d8-3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 2600 sp.
Aldous Carlyle, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Dyer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Aldous was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He struck the Dyer job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 28 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp.
Dustin Cason, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Dustin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
Drogo Sharps, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His tied-back hair is golden. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drogo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Drogo was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and his religion dominates his actions
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 29 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 100 gp. Red garnet (120 gp).
Heward Whitby, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 29 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
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