Ranala Pilwicken, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 3'6". She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ranala will drive conversation. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She struck the Carter job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 40 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Peren Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'2" and typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is golden and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Infernal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1400 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp).
Shax Carrion, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the south. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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. Shax took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 36 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 900 gp.
Tordrid Caebrek, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: Tordrid was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Tordrid was young, her father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her father dropped to the ground dead. Her father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Tordrid was heart-stricken from the event, and her mother started working long hours to provde for them. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Sculptor they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Blacksmith, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away; and tabaxi compassion
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 2 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple -1
Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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