Patrick Barlow, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He very much looks the part of a Shipwright. His brown hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Shipwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a armorer again
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 31 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Don Upton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a long, black cloak. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
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 susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 28 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 400 gp.
Frederick Wesley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His tied-back hair is red. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Butcher born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Frederick would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Butcher. After a long history of fighting, Frederick and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To be a Carter again.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 sp.
Everard Kitchur, 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 is typically in his Scribe uniform. He wears his auburn hair down. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Everard's homeland. Everard decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Healer’s kit.
Cory Acton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 19 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp.
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