Hadarai Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears professional attire. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He has violet eyes and a green hat with a white feather.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Glassblower business.
History: Hadarai was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he is greedy
Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 30 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +8 / 2d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 700 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Breastplate.
Efferil Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'9", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Cook but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
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, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure
Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 40 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Theriatis Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are hazel and beady.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Theriatis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He refers to his adoptive father 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: Theriatis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Butcher for the past few years.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 18 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1500 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).
Tharivol Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 57 (12d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Draconic
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d10+3, Ranged +8 / 3d10+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Sard (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Erevan Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), he is not a threatening figure. He has moderate length golden hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He works hard and plays hard.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 22 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Giant, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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