Percival Atherton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His ears are large.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Armorer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Detective, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp.
John Read, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a great chef.
History: John 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. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. John was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is content
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Frederick Chatham, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Buckler.
Hugh Haley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Lewis Richie, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his tan robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 3 (-4) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 400 sp.
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