Balifra Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.
History: Born to a Shipwright, her mother struggled to pay the bills. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Balifra was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the goblins.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Tricking In Shadow, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'6" when asserting herself. She keeps her long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. After coming to the age of reason, Tricking took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and to unite with her brother
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 53 (15d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d8+0, Ranged +8 / 4d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 6000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp). Rose (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Charles Smith, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a yellow feathered hat and yellow clothes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Charles embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and an old rival family wants him found
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Ront Beverly, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.
History: He comes from a rich western family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well
Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.
Aldous Harper, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: Aldous wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aldous grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 56 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Banded agate (9 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).
Mordai Loathe, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mordai grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. During his travels, Mordai and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mordai discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mordai fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Auran, Gnome, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 380 gp.
Roywyn Beren, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She wears her blonde hair down. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 140 gp.
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