Erevan Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears just a brown suit. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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. During his travels, Erevan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Erevan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Erevan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Mousy voice
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Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 17 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Obsidian (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Moss agate (14 gp).
Lucan Koehlanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: The child of a Layabout, who enjoyed hunting, Lucan was taken on many hunting expeditions. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Uses sign language
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Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 41 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 |
Possessions: 2300 gp.
Fivin Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears dull blue sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a great chef.
History: Born to a Mayor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Fivin was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Fivin decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Weaver kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
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.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
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Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 50 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d8+3, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 400 pp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Emerald (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Lucan Wasanthi, 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 just a pastel suit. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He comes from a rich northern family. Through the years after Lucan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Lucan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scottish accent
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Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 7000 sp.
Aramil Koehlanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
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Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 15 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Auran, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Jasper (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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