Torgga Rumnaheim, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and is pretty ugly. Her brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Torgga hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her singing career. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Adventurer mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she is greedy
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 58 (11d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Valafar Poetry, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 26 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 1 |
Possessions: 1600 gp. Black opal (600 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Fire opal (600 gp).
Maiathah Casilltenirra, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
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 is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Maiathah was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Maiathah liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Maiathah fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2300 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp).
Oriel Adley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor, marred by sweets. Her silver hair is braided into rings. She has violet eyes.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. To her fellows she 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: She was born in a small desert village. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and many giants want her driven away
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 72 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d8+4, Ranged +6 / 3d8+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 50 pp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Black pearl (600 gp).
Savaran Turnuroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She keeps her long copper crest kept up in a rat tail. Her gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Savaran's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: Savaran was born the youngest of three triplets. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Assassin. She has worked as a Assassin like her father before her.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Jamaican accent
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Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tervaround Loofollue, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing, she is not a threatening figure. Her hair is short and chestnut. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes brigands are coming to abduct people. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. 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 wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 36 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Odorr Nash, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 71 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d6+4, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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