Thervan Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: He is greedy; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Secretive, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 17 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d6+4, 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: Blue quartz (13 gp). Citrine (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Peren Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'0" and is typically in his Cook uniform. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. 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. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Thamior Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He struck the Brewer job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a fortune-teller again
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 35 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 12000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).
Varis Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his blonde hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He works hard and plays hard.
History: Varis 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +7 / 2d10+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Berrian Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (13d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d4+2, Ranged +6 / 4d4+2, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (30 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
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