Riardon Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. 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. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
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. Riardon enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with his Map Maker father left him crippled. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 31 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Carrie Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His red hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Gardener. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end
Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 30 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 230 pp. Hematite (16 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Enialis Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. During his travels, Enialis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Enialis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Enialis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Aramil Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a large black jacket. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Aramil 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his painting dream.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 26 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Rose (60 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).
Enialis Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He uses divination through singing.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Enialis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (11 gp). Amethyst (110 gp).
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