Shane Branson, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Shane isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is obsessed with his god.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Shane has worked very hard to control his curse. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Shane never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, In love, Family. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Henry Marlowe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. A true patriot, Henry would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barber arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 23 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Auran, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +5
Possessions: 200 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.
Everard York, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing a long, grey cloak. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Everard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
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. 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 was granted divine powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 19 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).
Rolf Warwick, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and revenge
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") 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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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Small steel mirror.
Dean Roscoe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, green shirt, and black tie. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Dean lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Dean was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Spy. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 8000 cp.
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