Hadarai Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His hair is long and red with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hadarai does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Hadarai was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. Being a Priest 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 24 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 150 pp.
Himo Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears professional attire. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Himo was born with his father's beautiful face. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Map Maker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush.
Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 2300 gp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Theriatis Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Theriatis and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (13d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d4+2, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 2000 gp. Jet (80 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Jet (80 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Riardon Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.
Thervan Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Fortune-teller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Thervan 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. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 900 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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