Leucis Despair, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple green robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are silver and beady.
Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 8000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Banded agate (14 gp).
Symma Sympony, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are gray.
Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She worked as a nervous Bounty Hunter and found it very stressful. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Bounty Hunter and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: To be a Layabout again.
Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Spits and sputters
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Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 19 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp.
Reynard Beverly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is still thick. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gifted student he started as a Doctor, but he got bored and became a Crown-heir. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a doctor again
Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: High pitched and raspy
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Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Oriax Death, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his dark red hair up. His fierce white eyes like to dwell on things.
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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tieflings in Oriax's homeland. Oriax decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a crush on the local ploughman
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 51 (8d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp. Rose (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp).
Akmen Lust, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Akmen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Akmen never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 15)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 95 (15d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +8 / 4d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 16 | 0 | 2 | 1 | 1 | 1 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Fivin Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
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Medium (5'0") Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 20 (2d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: Just what you see.
Anbera Deepdelver, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anbera 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.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Rhodochrosite (5 gp). White pearl (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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