Theobald Clive, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Theobald was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp.
William Bradshaw, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has no hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: William speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He refers to his adoptive mother 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. William took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 45 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Everard Dalton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt and is in decent physical shape. His head has been shaved. He has hazel eyes and a green hat with a blue feather.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has achieved small success as a Mortician.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Patrick Conway, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has all his life been fascinated with music.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Patrick 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
Lewis Brandon, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His tied-back hair is white. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lewis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. A true patriot, Lewis would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Lewis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Military, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 20 pp. Amber (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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