Theodoric Middleton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy silver hair. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Theodoric was born with his mother's beautiful face. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
Alexandre Kimberly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.
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. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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 is greedy.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp.
Anthony Eastoft, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a large green jacket. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He has blue eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Anthony was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Anthony decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Anthony never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Rolf Tewksbury, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
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. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. 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. Rolf 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.
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 22 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp.
Drogo Roscoe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a hunchback. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Drogo is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Drogo and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Drogo discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Drogo fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: To be a Engraver again; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 700 sp.
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