Rolf Hadlee, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His golden hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Rolf hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 34 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +4
Possessions: 600 gp. Jade (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Thunderstones.
Lance Thornton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d10-3, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Adam Burton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He usually wears his blue robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Adam took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Roland Graeme, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp.
Norman Ainsworth, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and carries shortbows. His hair is black and curly. 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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Azurite (15 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.
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