Aerdeth Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an entirely blue suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Being a Courier 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 being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 26 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Aelar Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'0" and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
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 to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 57 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
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: 600 gp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Tharivol Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise gray.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tharivol will drive conversation. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Adventurer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Tharivol was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Extrovert, Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 9000 sp.
Quarion Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: Quarion wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Interpreter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Quarion and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Quarion discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Quarion fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Interpreter responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 sp.
Beiro Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 32 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Gnome, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +7
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 gp.
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