Farideh Phrahdrandon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She sports a flattop crest cut. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. 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, Farideh is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Farideh lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and money/treasure
Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Family, Rich. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Abalaba Quillsharpener, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her tied-back hair is red. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 Fisher. She has worked as a Fisher like her father before her.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).
Chay Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears dull white sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.
Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Thorin Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thorin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Assassin job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new assassin responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Red garnet (140 gp). 1 Banded mail.
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