Paela Stoutman, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a red collared shirt and brown skirt. She accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Paela abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 160 gp.
Qualen Reese, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and carries bastard swords. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Qualen was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Qualen's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qualen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 36 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Star ruby (1000 gp). Rose (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Fivin Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. During his travels, Fivin and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fivin discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fivin fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. 3 Thunderstones. 3 Thunderstones. 5 Acid flasks.
Anne Clinton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses like a well dressed Stableman does. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She wears her golden hair down. She has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She tends to her Stableman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Antitoxin.
Mishann Yarjerit, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her rusty crest is greasy and uncared for. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: To end her boredom.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Spyglass. 1 Healer’s kit.
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