Sindri Tarkelby, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When Sindri reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He tends to his Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and expand his business
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Rose (80 gp). 1 Good lock.
Sannl Trueblood, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: 3'10" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a grey shirt, with a green mid length skirt with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her tied-back hair is blonde. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.
Ideals: Justice, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Seven Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Map Maker who has hired him part-time. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Seven lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Seven has worked very hard to control his curse. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he's attracted to the pc
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Savaran Wystongjiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears an entirely black suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her black crest, when down, is lengthy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Savaran was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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