Guy Shirley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is golden and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Guy was born with his mother's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 34 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 13000 cp.
Trey Hamilton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He has shaved his head bald. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. 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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Trey 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. 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. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 47000 sp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). White pearl (70 gp).
Arnold Altham, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and morningstars. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise hazel.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 70 pp. Peridot (80 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Wymar Bradly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and grey robe with the hood down, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 500 gp.
Thomas Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]
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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 tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thomas 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; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 27 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.
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