Fargrim Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His blue eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 330 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).
Gardain Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Gardain was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 110 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). 1 Hourglass.
Ar-Gul Beckwith, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. His brown hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Baker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Ar-Gul was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 25 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Berrian Xistsrith, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Berrian alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Berrian was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1800 sp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp).
Prosperine Mayhem, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and longbows. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. She has red eyes and a green hat with a grey feather.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 300 sp.
Finellen Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. She is an epitome of beauty. Her brown hair is lengthy. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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, Finellen is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Professionalism, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Zircon (20 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp).
Herleva Quinton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. She is portly but not overly obese. Her blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, illithids burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying south to reunite her family. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Herleva was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Infernal, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
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