Raiann Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her white crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Raiann grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Gardener for the past few years.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 40 (4d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
Sybil Stanton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has no hair. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Sybil is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Quarion Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished shortspear as well. He has moderate length red hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Sarai Warmwater, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who tends to wear a white poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, she is not a threatening figure. Her black hair is wavy and long. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.
History: She was born in the south. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Slave Trader. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To be a Architect again; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 800 sp.
Ovak Cooper, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a white collared shirt and yellow skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.
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. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ovak is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ovak grew up listening to her mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Ovak took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 100 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.
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