Heian Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1200 gp.
Namfoodle Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Namfoodle's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. After coming to the age of reason, Namfoodle took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 54 (8d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1000 gp.
Arara Dalanthan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.
History: The child of a Barber, who enjoyed hunting, Arara was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 30 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 200 gp.
Vani Jamjar, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a white costume with the symbols of strength on her torso, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She keeps her long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Vani has worked very hard to control her curse. She tends to her Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 17 (5d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Pelaios Euphoria, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bounty Hunter. He became a Bounty Hunter soon after.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 31 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 3 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch. 3 Thunderstones. 8 Acid flasks.
Damaia Fortune, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. Her dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: Damaia hails from a village terrorized by illithids. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy
Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 43 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Ignan, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Raam Murder, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and is pretty ugly. His hair is dark red and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sailor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sailor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To be a Seamstress again; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 35 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Draconic, Auran, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
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