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Decarabia Pursuit, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a black coat with tan slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'5" when asserting herself. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are silver.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Decarabia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. After a long history of fighting, Decarabia and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

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Decarabia Pursuit, Female Tiefling Barbarian 10
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 61 (10d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)10 (+0) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +6, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +0

Possessions: 1600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (10 gp).


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Vlorn Bigheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His head has been shaved. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Vlorn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Old Prospector

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Vlorn Bigheart, Male Halfling Ranger 1
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)15 (+2) 12 (+1)11 (+0) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills History +2, Insight +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Ownka Crawford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a white cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her feathered white hat.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Born to a Fletcher, her mother struggled to pay the bills. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

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Ownka Crawford, Female Half-Orc Ranger 7
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 25 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)10 (+0) 6 (-2)5 (-3) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Religion +0, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12010

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp).


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Anthony Blakeley, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple brown robe with red stripes complete with hood. His chestnut hair is cut short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Stutters

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Anthony Blakeley, Male Human Wizard 11
Medium (5'11") Human, Neutral Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 41 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)7 (-2) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 14 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +6, Religion +6
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +2 / 3d8-2, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1444443

Possessions: 270 pp. Moonstone (80 gp). Clear bright green emerald (3000 gp).


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Anne Soames, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a simple grey robe with blue stripes complete with hood. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Anne was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She 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. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Stutters

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Anne Soames, Female Human Aristocrat 1
Medium (5'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)8 (-1) 16 (+3)13 (+1) 16 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Intimidation +1, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 90 gp.


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Ethereal In the Morning, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This tall, slender man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. His black fur is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Ethereal In the Morning, Male Tabaxi Barbarian 1
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)8 (-1) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 15 (+2)9 (-1)
Skills Deception +1, Intimidation +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Meriele Il-Song, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: An older woman who wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, she is not a threatening figure. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Meriele was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered south to less war torn lands. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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Meriele Il-Song, Female Half-Elf Adept 5
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)11 (+0) 7 (-2)11 (+0) 17 (+3)17 (+3)
Skills Deception +6, Survival +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14321000

Possessions: 700 gp.


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