Nagrette Colby, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'1", this woman wears tattered old clothes. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: She got into the Layabout business at a young age. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. She became a Layabout soon after.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job, In love. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 150 gp.
Raiann Akambherylliax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with brown slacks. She keeps her long scarlet crest kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are red.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Raiann grew up listening to her father's many stories. She worked as a nervous Locksmith and found it very stressful. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Locksmith for the past few years.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 500 sp.
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
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
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.
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
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 21 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
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
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
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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