Naal Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was born into a rich family. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently the stress of being a Blacksmith has made it difficult for him to sleep.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d10+4, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: 150 pp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).
Caeldrim Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. A true patriot, Caeldrim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Caeldrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Being a Jeweler 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1800 gp.
Thervan Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished greatsword as well. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Seamstress business.
History: Thervan was born with his father's beautiful face. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Coral (120 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Erdan Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is braided into rings. 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: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: Erdan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to reunite with his absent mother
Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, In love, Family. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Deep green spinel (140 gp). Amber (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).
Ivellios Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 son. Heartbroken, Ivellios never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 |
Possessions: 2500 gp. Black opal (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp).
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