Ermina Hardy, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 4'10" and muscular, this northern woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. She has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Ermina was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and tiefling compassion
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 45 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 90000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Chem Fright, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his blue hair down. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.
History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. 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 struck the Bricklayer job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp.
Delebean Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: Delebean was born with his father's beautiful face. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Delebean alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and a deep hatred of orcs
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 34 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 600 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Tricking Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His fur is yellow and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Carpenter who has hired him part-time. Tricking is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He wants to get laid.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 50 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Chem Twist, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 32. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Flaws: Insane, PTSD, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 67 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple +5
Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Adran Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has black hair. He has amber eyes.
Personality: Adran is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Gifted from a young age, Adran studied abroad. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Healer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Healer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 18000 cp.
Korag Harper, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is long and unkept. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Korag 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 Korag. 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 has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp. Amber (70 gp).
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