Eiravel Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are hazel and beady.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.
Fivin Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 44 (13d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +4 / 4d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Soveliss Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Soveliss was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Orc, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Star ruby (800 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp).
Aerdeth Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. Aerdeth is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. 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; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (12d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Celestial, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Theriatis Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is silver and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Dilettante. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sage profession.
History: Gifted from a young age, Theriatis studied abroad. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dilettante. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dilettante responsibilities is difficult; and money/treasure
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 19 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +8 / 2d8+5, Grapple +8
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Star ruby (1500 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).
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