Hirrathak Verthisathurgiesh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his green robe and has his bow always slung over his shoulder. His gold crest is singed and shortened. His eyes are red and catlike.
Personality: Hirrathak wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: He comes from a rich western family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure
Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 35 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Draconic, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Jade Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear flannel. He has wavy white fur. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). In the meantime he has taken over work as a Junk Dealer and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 44 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d6-2, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Clerebold Nash, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 39 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 gp.
Torbera Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is silver and curly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Torbera never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: 29000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
Tyna Nimblefingers, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has gray eyes and a white hat with a yellow feather.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and money/treasure
Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 36 (5d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Chem Poetry, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Chem is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 achieved small success as a Tailor.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 32 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.
Virra Timbers, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears dull tan sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Virra 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 Virra. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son.
Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 30 gp. Tourmaline (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.
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