Dreali Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Born in the north to a Interpreter, Dreali learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 55 (15d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d8+0, Ranged +8 / 4d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 5000 gp.
Nutae Iranapha, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Nutae embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nutae grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Debt, Job. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).
Fivin Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Butcher.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he is content
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 24 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 700 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp).
Quarion Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 32 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +8 / 3d8+4, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Galinndan Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of amethyst and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has no hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
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 born in the south. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 40 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Gnome
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 pp. Red garnet (40 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Emerald (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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