Carrie Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is typically in his Barkeep uniform. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was born in the south. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barkeep for the past few years.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 46 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 210 pp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp).
Lucan Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, marred by sweets. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Lucan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Lucan. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 40 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ivellios Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black trousers with grey and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He comes from a rich southern family. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure
Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 48 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Heian Horineth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is brown and curly. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Courier business.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He worked as a nervous Courier and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (12d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Halfling, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d10+0, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 16 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Canary diamond (7000 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Emerald (900 gp).
Dayereth Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longswords and rapiers. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Dayereth is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: He was born in the west. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Dayereth grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Dayereth. Being a Mason 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: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Pink pearl (90 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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