Conrad Conway, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. 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 Bowyer. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 40 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Reynard Winthrop, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He uses divination through singing.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to protect his home
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 22 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ralf Woods, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Ralf 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. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 15000 sp.
Adam Elton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses divination through singing.
History: Born in the east to a Mortician, Adam 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'). He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mortician.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 38 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tim Marlee, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a white scarf. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 43 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: Just what you see.
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