Solomon Yeardley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with green slacks. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Solomon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 28 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
John Shipley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: He was born into a rich family. Through the years after John was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. John's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mercenary. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a crush on the local mercenary
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 18 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Roland Kendal, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Stableman father left him crippled. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 34 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Masterwork manacles.
William Blyth, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His white hair is singed and shortened. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is an amazing painter.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1400 sp. Obsidian (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).
Hugh Ashley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His tied-back hair is golden. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He's in love.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 300 gp.
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