Heian Caphaxath, 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 a grey feathered hat and grey clothes. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
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. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Heian 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and expand his business
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d6+4, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: 90 pp.
Carrie Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ruler.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to protect his home
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, In love, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Slow speaker
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Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Abyssal, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 2100 gp.
Riardon Mellerelel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His ears are large.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Riardon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
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Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
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 | 4 |
Possessions: 50 pp. Amethyst (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp).
Naeris Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naeris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born to a Knight, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stableman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and expand his business
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Spanish accent
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Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 36 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Sylvan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Sard (40 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Eiravel Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 4'11" and wears a brown tunic with red highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
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Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Malachite (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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