Hadarai Mystralath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is greedy
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 40 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Berrian Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ivellios Xiloscient, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He is baby faced.
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. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Ivellios reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
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 has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 28 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Fivin Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Knight arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is greedy; and to pay off his debts
Flaws: Terse, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 51 (15d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +7 / 4d8+2, Ranged +6 / 4d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (40 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp).
Tharivol Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Navigator they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Armorer, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 45 (14d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +9 / 4d6+4, Ranged +9 / 4d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 pp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
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