Caeldrim Iranapha, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are blue.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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: Born to a Masseuse, his father struggled to pay the bills. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.
Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 2400 gp.
Carrie Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 40 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d10+3, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Theriatis Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has worked as a Beggar like his mother before him.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Beggar responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 30 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +8
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1100 gp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). White pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ivellios Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull green iron scale mail. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Ivellios was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
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: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (12d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Aquan
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d10+4, Ranged +8 / 3d10+4, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 100 pp. Carnelian (40 gp).
Beiro Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His blonde hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. During his travels, Beiro and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Beiro discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Beiro fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 38 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Aquan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 2200 gp. Hematite (15 gp).
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