Everard Bradley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is silver and curly. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 31 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Hunter Westcott, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 6'0" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Hunter 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 Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Undercommon, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Zircon (40 gp).
Adam Abram, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and he perpetually has his whip ready. His tied-back hair is silver. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adam fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 30 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Norman Chester, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears just a white suit, marred by beers. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He's in love; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Small steel mirror.
Reynard Lindsey, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Reynard has worked very hard to control his curse. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 19 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp.
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