Ishte Cacophony, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her halberd, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her hair is dark red and curly. Her eyes are silver and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: She got into the Scribe business at a young age. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She struck the Scribe job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Abyssal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Berrian Ethanasath, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are brown.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Berrian was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Berrian decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 53 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1000 gp. White pearl (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Pijjirik Linxakasendalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His crest is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in the south to a Cook, Pijjirik learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 40 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 20 (+5) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Draconic, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +9 / 3d6+5, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Jet (50 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ella Boondiggles, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 3'6" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her brown hair is smooth and relatively long. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Engraver but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: Ella was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When Ella reached her early adolescence her Gnome 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. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with her absent father
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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