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Drogo Abram, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Drogo was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Breathy voice

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Drogo Abram, Male Human Fighter 4
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 35 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 12 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Solomon Willoughby, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Solomon was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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Solomon Willoughby, Male Human Fighter 3
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)17 (+3) 12 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +3, Nature +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Gnome, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Randal Wakefield, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. His chestnut hair is still thick. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Randal was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

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Randal Wakefield, Male Human Fighter 3
Medium (6'0") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Medicine +1, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Peter Lincoln, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He wears long strands of sapphire and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Animal Trainer who has hired him part-time. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has a crush on the local fortune-teller

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Peter Lincoln, Male Human Fighter 3
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 7 (-2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Medicine +4, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 2300 sp.


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Frederick Oakes, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His brown hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Frederick was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Frederick Oakes, Male Human Fighter 3
Medium (6'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 7 (-2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)6 (-2)
Skills Deception +0, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp).


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