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Galiena Darlington, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Galiena reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Galiena and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Raspy

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Galiena Darlington, Female Human Fighter 1
Medium (4'9") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 14 (+2)9 (-1) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +5, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Rimple Albaratie, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his black hair down. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Rimple was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Rimple Albaratie, Male Gnome Druid 4
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 37 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 18 (+4)14 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11532

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Halimath Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Halimath was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Halimath alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Halimath Ilphelkiir, Male Elf Expert 3
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)13 (+1) 8 (-1)14 (+2) 16 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 18000 cp. Onyx (40 gp). 6 Acid flasks.


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Tharivol Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an entirely tan suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the north, 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 north 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. He tends to his Laborer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Tharivol Ilphelkiir, Male Elf Adept 3
Medium (4'10") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 21 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills History +3, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1232000

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Heather Wesley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This fat eastern woman has a bulbous nose and wears a grey vest and prefers pastel and violet shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Heather took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor she uses now. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low range voice

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Heather Wesley, Female Human Warrior 1
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Deception +1, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).


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