Avelina Spaulding, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her quarterstaff with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. She wears her blonde hair up. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. 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 at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Avelina took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 53 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +8 / 3d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 400 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Silver ewer (40 gp).
Flame Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and black handkerchief worn on her right side. She is portly but not overly obese. Her beige fur is knotted and matted. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She's in love; and she desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 74 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Elizabeth Oakes, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Elizabeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with her crush
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 60 gp. 7 Acid flasks.
Peren Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Peren hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Peren grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: Just what you see.
Maagog Vangdondalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.
Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants revenge against dire rats
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
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