Paymon Agility, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and green robe with the hood down. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are black and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Paymon 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Paymon grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Paymon reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barber they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Baker, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 42 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnoll, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +1 / 2d8-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ridaro Amakiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her black hair is knotted and matted. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 53 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d8-2, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Urshar Helcral, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With bright brown hair. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She worked as a nervous Barber and found it very stressful. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Expand her business; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (5d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 |
Possessions: 10000 cp.
Beiro Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Beiro was born with his father's beautiful face. He found a children's book about a Elf Warlock who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Antitoxin. 1 Antitoxin.
Wymar Presley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is obsessed with his god.
History: He was born in a small forest village. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scythe.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 34 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.
Tethren Fortune, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 33 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1300 gp. Black star sapphire (500 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Marbas Calm, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His long dark red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Glassblower, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Glassblower, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Celestial, Undercommon
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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