Dean Weston, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Dean has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 29 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 100 gp.
Frederick Middleton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears green painted combat armor at almost all times, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.
History: Frederick lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has never given up on his dancing dream.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp.
Nicholas Langdon, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears baggy brown pantaloons and a tan scarf. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 200 gp.
Anselm Oakes, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.
Everard Reid, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear tan tank tops with black pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Druidic, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 3200 sp.
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