Erevan Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing left leg. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has shaved his head bald. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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 born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Erevan has worked very hard to control his curse. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: Obsidian (11 gp).
Raer Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Born in the north to a Barber, Raer learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Expand his business; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 18)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 81 (18d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +8 / 5d6+2, Ranged +9 / 5d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 16 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 11000 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Emerald (700 gp). White opal (700 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Star ruby (700 gp). White opal (700 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.
Himo Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 4'9" and muscular, this eastern man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has brown eyes.
Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
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 | 6 |
Possessions: 1200 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp).
Tharivol Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Tharivol hails from a village terrorized by illithids. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Tharivol was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Rolen Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barrister. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 21 (14d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d6-1, Ranged +9 / 4d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 |
Possessions: 3000 gp.
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