Enialis Rothenel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Draconic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Immeral Suithrasas, 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. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. A true patriot, Immeral would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When Immeral reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 41 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +7 / 3d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: 1100 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Thervan Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is dressed in an above average manner. His clothes are grease stained in places. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Born to a Barkeep, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Thervan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 22 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: Silver ewer (80 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Hadarai Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
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: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 30 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Rael Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple tan robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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 to a pair of adventurers, Rael grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Rael and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Rael discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Rael fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mayor responsibilities is difficult; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Druidic
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: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
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