Everard Dayton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 90 pp.
Robert Holton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His tied-back hair is white. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Robert alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1600 sp.
Anthony Hayes, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears just a tan suit. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
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. He works hard and plays hard.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Antitoxin.
Wymar Shipley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
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. After coming to the age of reason, Wymar took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp.
Drogo Royston, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Cook does. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise gray.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He was born into a rich family. Drogo was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Cook. He has achieved small success as a Cook.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 200 gp.
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