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Balimaar Everleigh, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 6'3", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Balimaar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Balimaar Everleigh, Male Human Expert 1
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 8 (-1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Intimidation +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Fulbar Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Fulbar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: German accent

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Fulbar Silvereyes, Male Halfling Adept 6
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (6d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Perception +4, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day123310

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp).


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Paelias Klein, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks in third person

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Paelias Klein, Male Half-Elf Warrior 5
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 45 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 16 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills Animal Handling +6, Insight +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 20000 cp.


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Uadjit Akambherylliax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She prefers to wear flannel. Her black crest is thinning but still full. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. After coming to the age of reason, Uadjit took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Boston accent

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Uadjit Akambherylliax, Female Dragonborn Expert 4
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 11 (+0)10 (+0) 16 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills Investigation +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Hadwisa Rutland, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Fisher profession.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Hadwisa took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Hadwisa never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Hadwisa Rutland, Female Human Sorcerer 4
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 21 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)8 (-1) 14 (+2)5 (-3) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Three Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears professional attire. His fur, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A true patriot, Three would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Three was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Three decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Guard 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 has decided he is irredeemable; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Three Of Storm, Male Tabaxi Adept 14
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 36 (14d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)14 (+2) 9 (-1)18 (+4) 10 (+0)17 (+3)
Skills Arcana +9, Persuasion +8
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d6-1, Ranged +7 / 4d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day133

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 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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Vondal Daraln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slow speaker

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Vondal Daraln, Male Dwarf Aristocrat 2
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 21 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)9 (-1) 17 (+3)12 (+1) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills History +3, Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0

Possessions: 50 gp. Pink pearl (120 gp). 6 Acid flasks.


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