Laucian Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are brown.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Miller born in the past three hundred years. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Laucian hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 39 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Abyssal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
Theriatis Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 4'7" and wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is short and white. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
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. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born in a small island village. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Baker.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Draconic, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Ar-Pratu Moreno, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Ar-Pratu was born the youngest of three triplets. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and doesn't want to be a weaver and was forced into it by his family
Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Family, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Engong Harlan, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her brown hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.
History: She comes from a rich western family. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: She is greedy; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 40 (9d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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20 (+5) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d4+5, Ranged +1 / 3d4-2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1600 gp. Tourmaline (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Mormo Euphoria, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise red.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 35 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 100 gp. Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Mardnab Sympony, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears dull blue sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed whip, just in case. Her moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Server business.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Server
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp).
Qualen Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Animal Trainer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Animal Trainer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 80 pp. Eye agate (10 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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