Christmas Special: Ebenezer Scrooge Stat Block

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Ebenezer Scrooge

Medium humanoid (human), neutral evil


  • Armor Class 11
  • Hit Points 11 (2d8+2)
  • Speed 30 ft.

STR DEX CON INT WIS CHA
9 (-1) 13 (+1) 12 (+1) 15 (+2) 12 (+1) 7 (-2)

  • Skills Business Sense +4, Frugality +4
  • Senses passive Perception 11
  • Languages Common
  • Challenge 1/8 (25 XP)

Legendary Curmudgeonry (2/day). If Scrooge fails a saving throw to make him change his ways, he can choose to succeed instead.

Fear of Ghosts. If Scrooge takes damage from a ghost, he has disadvantage on attack rolls and ability checks until the end of his next turn.

Repentence. If Scrooge is reduced to 0 HP from an emotional attack, instead Scrooge can choose to become a better person. If he does, he regains HP equal to his maximum HP, his alignment changes to Neutral Good, and he loses his Legendary Curmudgeonry trait, his Overwork action, and his legendary action.

Actions

Cane. Melee Weapon Attack: +1 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 2 (1d6-1) bludgeoning damage.

Throw Money At It. Ranged Weapon Attack: +3 to hit, range 20/60 ft., one target. Hit: 3 (1d4+1) bludgeoning damage.

Overwork. Scrooge orders any number of creatures he can see within 60 ft. of him to work on Christmas Day. Those creatures must make a DC 12 Wisdom saving throw. Creatures who fail the saving throw must obey a command from Scrooge as if he had cast the Command spell. Creatures who are poor have disadvantage on this saving throw.

Legendary Action

Scrooge can take 1 legendary action, using the option below. Only one legendary action can be used at a time and only at the end of another creature's turn. Scrooge regains spent legendary actions at the start of his turn.

Bah, Humbug. Scrooge magically steals up to 10 (3d6) GP from another creature that he can see. That creature must make a DC 12 Charisma saving throw. On a failed save, they become poor.

Ebenezer Scrooge

Scrooge never painted out Old Marley’s name. There it stood, years afterwards, above the warehouse door: Scrooge and Marley. The firm was known as Scrooge and Marley. Sometimes people new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he answered to both names. It was all the same to him.

Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog-days; and didn’t thaw it one degree at Christmas.

External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty. Foul weather didn’t know where to have him. The heaviest rain, and snow, and hail, and sleet, could boast of the advantage over him in only one respect. They often “came down” handsomely, and Scrooge never did.

Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, “My dear Scrooge, how are you? When will you come to see me?” No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle, no children asked him what it was o’clock, no man or woman ever once in all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge. Even the blind men’s dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, would tug their owners into doorways and up courts; and then would wag their tails as though they said, “No eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!”

But what did Scrooge care! It was the very thing he liked. To edge his way along the crowded paths of life, warning all human sympathy to keep its distance, was what the knowing ones call “nuts” to Scrooge.

-- Charles Dickens, A Chrismas Carol

 

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