Robbie Jamjar, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has shaved her head bald. She wears large thick round spectacles.
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. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the west. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 23 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d4-2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Eridred Fireforge, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants, and she perpetually has her mace ready. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Eridred 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. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Chain shirt.
Traulam Ilphelkiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her hair is red and very short. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has achieved small success as a Bowyer.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Bowyer responsibilities is difficult.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 33 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +6
Possessions: 160 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).
Halimath Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Halimath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Halimath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Halimath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, True Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 78 (12d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Zanna Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned woman stands 3'4" and usually wears her blue robe and has her halberd always slung over her shoulder. Her silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Zanna was born with her father's beautiful face. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Zanna grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Zanna. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
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