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Rathkran Skaarzborroosh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His copper crest is smooth and relatively long. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Rathkran Skaarzborroosh, Male Dragonborn Fighter 3
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Performance +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 500 sp.


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Aelar Amakiir, Male Elf [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. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly greatswords and crossbows. His white hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Aelar Amakiir, Male Elf Commoner 2
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)12 (+1) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 120 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).


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Adelard Bradshaw, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. The war was a terrible time for him, and Adelard does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Adelard was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Architect, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Indian accent

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Adelard Bradshaw, Male Human Warlock 11
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 72 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 15 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Insight +6, Investigation +7
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day154333331

Possessions: 1600 gp.


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Malquis Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She has a missing left arm. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her top blue hat.

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. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Malquis lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Malquis 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 Malquis. Being a Mason kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slurs words

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Malquis Sylvaranth, Female Elf Aristocrat 13
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 42 (13d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 7 (-2)16 (+3) 12 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Arcana +7, Stealth +7
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Giant, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d4+0, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Fenriz Flight, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This tall, slender man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His brown hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Fenriz was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Through the years after Fenriz was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Fenriz's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Fenriz Flight, Male Tiefling Ranger 13
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 29 (13d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 6 (-2)17 (+3) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills History +7, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Undercommon, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +5 / 4d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day13011

Possessions: 1000 pp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Spring Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines yellow.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Being a Sailor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Spring Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi Bard 1
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)10 (+0) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Insight +4, Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day132000000

Possessions: 200 sp.


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Vepar Laughter, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged woman tends to wear a large green jacket, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her red hair is matted, messy, and big. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing dancing.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. At a young age her father died while driving off some orcs. Her mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in sai use. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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Vepar Laughter, Female Tiefling Ranger 1
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 10 (+0)19 (+4)
Skills Nature +3, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day100

Possessions: 3000 cp. Tourmaline (110 gp).


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