Gerald Bradford, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and balancing his hectic life and new servant responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp.
Shane Harley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Shane 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 always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 31 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Lewis Blakeley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Courier. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: He is a Succubi in disguise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 26 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon, Infernal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Backpack.
Norman Westbrook, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears just a red suit. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Norman's homeland. Norman decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.
Balimaar Ridley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has hazel eyes.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Balimaar and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
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