Soveliss Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 31 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 40000 cp. Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Ivellios Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Gnoll, Draconic, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Hadarai Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Hadarai wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Born to a Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. When Hadarai reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Fivin Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. He has wavy silver hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Carter business.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His first spouse was a Map Maker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 31 (12d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +7 / 3d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp).
Adran Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: 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; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 35 (14d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d6-1, Ranged +8 / 4d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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