Sammal Lust, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'3" northern man, he dresses like a well dressed Cook does. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. Sammal was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Cook. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 44 (8d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Egelina Van Es, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. She has wavy blonde hair. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her dancing with anyone who is interested.
History: Born in the east to a Spice Merchant, Egelina learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. After a long history of fighting, Egelina and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Expand her business; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 107 (11d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +8 / 3d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1400 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Koeth Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with black slacks. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A true patriot, Koeth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Koeth never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Thamior Connors, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 25 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 4000 sp.
Agnes Alfonso, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Agnes was born with her mother's beautiful face. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Agnes fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Aramil Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Beggar. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He became a Beggar soon after.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
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 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 sp.
Shivering Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. She sports a flattop fur cut. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Bricklayer business.
History: She was raised in a forest tribe. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Jasper (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Malachite (11 gp).
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