Guy Ridley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his father before him.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 30 pp. 4 Holy water. 1 Antitoxin. 4 Tanglefoot bags.
Don Budd, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Don lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 100 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). 1 Backpack. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Silk rope.
Nicholas Ansley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is physically well-built. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: Nicholas was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 22 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Undercommon, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 30 pp.
Raymond Woods, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Barber, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 31 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp.
Rolf Wedgwood, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Rolf was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Locksmith. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and balancing his hectic life and new locksmith responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 33 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnoll, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 24000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
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