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Клорт

Автор: Moonflower

Клорт

Раса: Человек, Класс: Wretched Royalty

STRENGTH: 2
AGILITY: 0
PRESENCE: 0
TOUGHNESS: 1

Принципиальный добрый

Инвентарь:
The Blade of your Ancestors
- This magnificent and clearly magical talking sword is foppish, unreliable and quietly despises you. It taunts your failures and, if continually disappointed, develops a 1 in 6 chance to ‘accidentally' attack you or your companions. Deals d6+1 damage. Attack/Defence DR is 10.

Horn of the Schleswig Lords!
- Once per day release a blare from this dented old trumpet and test Presence DR12. One creature may make their next non-combat test an automatic success.

Worn:
1 Sword of Ancestors
2 Crossbow
3 Shield
4 Scale armor -d4 damage, tier 2, DR +2 on Agility tests including defence
5 10 bolts
6 Horn of the Schleswig Lords

Backpack:
7 Grappling Hook
8 Rope
9 Blanket
10 Waterskin and 1 of 4 day's worth of food
11 Poison (Black): Toughness DR14 or d6 damage + blind for one hour. 3 doses
12 Lard (3 of 5 used)
13 Meat (5 of 5 used)

Zero weight:
- Silver crucifix
- Dog (trained) x2

- 3 silver

Навыки:
Omens: 1 (d2)

Внешность:

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Характер:
Arrogant and Lazy. Staring, manic gaze. Gambling addict. Must bet every day. If you lose, raise and bet again.

История:
You are Klort. Things were going so well, until King Fathmu IX's brother Zigmund, your father, was murdered. Bowed down only by the memories of your own lost glory, you could never submit to anyone else. Not you, of noble blood! (Not that you expect any of these peons to understand the depths of your sorrow.)

Луган

Автор: Snorkvitus

Луган

Раса: Человек, Класс: Fanged desertet

STRENGTH: 3
AGILITY: 0
PRESENCE: 0
TOUGHNESS: 1

Принципиальный злой

Инвентарь:
Броня:
Кожаный нагрудник (легкие доспехи -d2 урона) 20 серебра

Оружие:
Zweihänder d10 damage
Арбалет d8 40 серебра

Вещи:
Ломик 8серебра
Спальник 3 серебра
Целебный набор Останавливает кровотечение/инфекцию и +d6 ПЗ. Контроль+4 использований 15серебра[/b]
Waterskin
Backpack for 7 normal-sized items
Мешок 5 серебра (для 10 вещей)
4 torches
Напильник 10 серебра
Веревка 30 футов

Колчан:
10 болтов - 10 серебра

Пренебрежительный вес:
Мел 1 серебра
Огниво 4 серебра
Отмычки 5 серебра

Рядом:
3 2 monkeys that ignore but love you (4 HP, punch/bite d4)

5 silver -2

HP
6/6

Omens
2 (d2)

Навыки:
Strength+3
Agility±0
Presence±0
Toughness+1

Clumsy and Dull-witted

Agility tests are DR+2, excluding defence. You are incapable of understanding scrolls.

Bite Attack

DR10 to attack, d6 damage. You must be close to your target. 1–2 on d6 chance the enemy gets a free attack.

Wizard Teeth

Four weird teeth rattle within a blackened pouch. Before battle roll a d6 for each one. For every 6 one of your attacks deals maximum damage.

Внешность:
Невысокий, почти квадратный, Луган по праву гордится своей силой и, чего уж там скрывать — харизмой. Иначе как он умудрился приручить этих обезьян?

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Характер:
Нет описания.

История:
Your earliest memories are of a brothel in Schleswig. Quite a friendly environment.

You have thirty or so friends who never let you down: YOUR TEETH. Disloyal, deranged or simply uncontrollable, any group that didn’t boot you out you left anyway. But your parliament of teeth — enormous, protruding, thick and sharp — have always been your allies.
Wasteful and worried.
Covered in (for some) blasphemous tattoos.
Insecure shit-stirrer.
Will talk about whoever just left the room.
Being tracked and observed by a golem after an agreement which you know has been wiped from your mind.

Вильдбар

Автор: mindcaster

Вильдбар

Раса: Человек, Класс: Indomitable Mountaineer

STRENGTH: 1
AGILITY: 2
PRESENCE: 0
TOUGHNESS: 2

Хаотичный нейтральный

Инвентарь:
HP 6/6
Omens 3 (d3)

Bag
23s
Food and water (waterskin) for 3 days
Cat o' nine tails (плетка девятихвостка) d4 damage
Арбалет с болтами d8
Gambeson -d2 incoming damage, tier 1
Cookware (Pot, pan, 4 sets of cutlery, bowls and plates)
Lute with 5 strings
Bag of 10 marbles
Crunchy blanket
Rope 30 ft. х2
Grappling hook х2
13 torches
Firesteel х2
Bear trap
Tent

Навыки:
Macgyver That Shit
A mountaineer is only as good as their gear. Maintainence can be a real chore while on a towering peak and the rigors of climbing can cause things to wear out. Bodge broken equipment to get one more use out of it with a DR8 Agility test.

Going in Circles
Your mastery of the natural world affords you to always know your way. Getting lost or losing your prey is never an issue, as navigation and tracking come easy. When searching for the right route your effective Presence is +3.

Внешность:
Человек с бородой и растрепанными волосами, в старом дырявом гамбезоне.

Характер:
Живет как животное, ест как животное, превозмогает трудности упрямо, как животное.
Неопрятен, одет в шкуры, немелодично играет на лютне – все-таки человек.

История:
С тех пор как родители Вильдбара погибли, он живет сам, бродя по ледяным вершинам Кергюса. Не любит цивилизацию, старается вернуться в глушь при любой возможности. Но все-таки что-то влечет его к людям.

Аэрг-Твал

Автор: Ossipago

Аэрг-Твал

Раса: Человек, Класс: Forlorn Philosopher

STRENGTH: -2
AGILITY: 0
PRESENCE: 3
TOUGHNESS: 0

Хаотичный нейтральный

Инвентарь:
Padded cloth armor -d2 damage, tier 1

Crossbow d8 [10 bolts]
Femur d4 damage

Sack for 10 normal-sized items:
1. Waterskin (4 days)
2. Waterskin (5 days)
3. 7 day's worth of food
4. Rope
5. Grappling hook
6. Black poison
7. Bomb (sealed bottle, d10 damage)
8. Ochre Tablet
9. Flute of Tosk
10. Mirror, worth 15s

Piece of chalk
51 silver

Omens: 1 (1d4)

Навыки:
Memetic Cognitive Palpitation (Ochre Tablet)
Near-imperceptible body shifts transmit a simple mind-plague which causes one creature to dance madly for d4 rounds. They may neither attack nor defend during this choreomania.

Flute of Tosk
Once per combat, when a creature dies, you may play this bone flute’s Echoing Fugue. This deals an ‘echo’ of the fatal damage to a random enemy in the vicinity.

Внешность:
Нет описания.

Характер:
You could save this doomed world! If only the unwashed masses would understand your GENIUS!

The road an unreasoning maze, every temple soaked in blood, each destination drenched in gloom; you once thought that cold analysis might tame Fate itself, now that dream of reason has decayed to shifting madness and only the cold remains.

Conflicted and Prone to substance abuse. One hand replaced with rusting hook (d6 damage). You whistle while trying to hide. You will deny this. Whistle when 5, 7, 9, 11, or 13 is rolled on a d20.

История:
Born to a nameless mother in a Galgenbeck sanatorium.

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