Anselm Tindall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His tied-back hair is auburn. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Anselm was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Anselm abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 140 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). 1 Breastplate.
William Holland, Male Half-Elf [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. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. William was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 160 gp.
Hogar Quinton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Hogar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Hogar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 sp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp).
Yevelda Chatham, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her martial talents. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1 Banded mail.
Harvest On the Water, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 5'9" and muscular, this southern man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his long gray fur kept up in a rat tail. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Harvest embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Mayor father left him crippled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Seeks redemption.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 41 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Sylvan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 pp. Black pearl (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Sethrekar Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His rusty crest is long and unkept. His red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is an amazing painter.
History: Sethrekar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Rivaan Sumnarghthrysh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is brass, silky, and of moderate length. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 31 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Half-Plate.
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