Roland Whitby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears long strands of topaz and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is golden and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 47 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan, Celestial, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).
Windy Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and bows. His long orange fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: He was born into a rich family. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 71 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Nirgel Carrion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Nirgel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Gold music box (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).
Direcris Grrrmmballhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Direcris's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He works hard and plays hard.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Expand his business; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Red garnet (160 gp).
Sybil Emsworth, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on her left side. She wears her white hair down. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her feathered grey hat.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: 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; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 120 gp.
Mialee Meliamne, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars, and is pretty ugly. She wears her blonde hair down. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.
Personality: She is happy with her job as a Layabout. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Mialee lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She has worked as a Layabout like her father before her.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 120 gp.
Mhurren Skelton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bows and glaives. His black hair is thinning but still full. He has blue eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Gifted from a young age, Mhurren studied abroad. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
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