Clerebold Halsey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'3" southern man, he sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His red hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: Clerebold was born the youngest of three triplets. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Detective for the past few years.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).
Solomon Crawford, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: Solomon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Solomon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gifted student he started as a Slave Trader, but he got bored and became a Mercenary. He became a Mercenary soon after.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Average lock.
Nicholas Tyndall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nicholas does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. 3 Holy water. 4 Smokesticks.
Hunter Prescott, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a mace on his belt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Hunter was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hunter fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 1600 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp).
Clerebold Kelsey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 36 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2800 sp.
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