Bharash Clethtinthiallor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a falchion on his belt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His blue crest is lengthy. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Bharash's homeland. Bharash decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 30 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +4
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Shamil Leffery, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. Her skin is light but she possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. Her blonde hair is wavy and long. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She uses divination through singing.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her parents enrolled her in a Cleric school at a young age so that she could practice her psionic talents. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and she seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 44 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Ubada Trowbridge, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her club with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her hair is silver and very short. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and dwarven compassion
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 46 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp).
Yebe Loofollue, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and she perpetually has her morningstar ready. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Blacksmith mother left her crippled. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 58 (8d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
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