Ahinar Iathrana, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Ahinar is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and regain custody of her daughter
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 44 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 5000 sp.
Delg Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fancy brown suit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Sarah Carlton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'9", this woman usually wears her grey robe and has her pickaxe always slung over her shoulder. Her chestnut hair is cut short. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.
Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and her religion dominates her actions
Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Server
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Gimurt Bloodkith, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was born in a small island village. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Gimurt never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10000 cp.
Seere Vice, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is dressed in earthy colors with a black and blue handkerchief worn on her right side. Her white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She bought a shortbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 8000 cp.
Joser Underbough, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a red shirt with thin black vertical stripes and tan pants. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Joser was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 46 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d6-2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: White opal (1000 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Richard Nagel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He usually wears his violet robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Richard is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Richard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Depressed, Impulsive. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 32 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
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