Suhnae Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears long strands of ruby and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Suhnae grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gifted student he started as a Crown-heir, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 30 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Naeris Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Banker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Painter, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
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Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 47 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 1100 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Hematite (13 gp).
Fivin Mellerelel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and black handkerchief worn on his left side and is in decent physical shape. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Born to a Mason, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to reunite with his old friends
Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Server
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 41 (15d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 19
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +9 / 4d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 5000 gp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Malachite (5 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Ivellios Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His black hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Ivellios is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (20 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp).
Gennal Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.
Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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