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Alexandre Mundy, Male Half-Elf [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 usually wears his violet robe and has his greataxe always slung over his shoulder. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Alexandre was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bookbinder and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Whispers

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Alexandre Mundy, Male Half-Elf Barbarian 14
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 103 (14d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2) 15 (+2)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +6, Perception +7
Senses Passive Perception 17
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Draconic
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d6+1, Ranged +6 / 4d6+1, Grapple +7

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Sard (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Enialis Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and carries sais. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Enialis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Enialis Liadon, Male Elf Ranger 3
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 13 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Medicine +3, Persuasion +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day110000

Possessions: 90 pp.


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Thamuz Sanctuary, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears bulky green painted plate armor. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his white eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamuz is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thamuz was born the youngest of three triplets. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and human compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Thamuz Sanctuary, Male Tiefling Commoner 1
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 5000 cp. Moss agate (14 gp).


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Harvest Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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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, and she perpetually has her scythe ready. Her lavender fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her yellow eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. 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. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

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Harvest Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi Barbarian 10
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 87 (10d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 16 (+3)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Stealth +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Oriel Nibley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon her head. She is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around her ears. She is baby faced.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Oriel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor she uses now. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Oriel Nibley, Female Human Warrior 2
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 200 sp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp).


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Two Llamas In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She likes to wear brown tank tops with green skirt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length red fur. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are copper.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Sage arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Sage for the past few years.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dark and ominous

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Two Llamas In the Storm, Female Tabaxi Ranger 10
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 28 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)18 (+4) 8 (-1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Athletics +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day130110

Possessions: 13000 sp.


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Synthrin Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her gold crest is braided into rings. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She bought a flail and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Low range voice

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Synthrin Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn Druid 9
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 60 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 17 (+3)19 (+4) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +4, History +7
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +7
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12644

Possessions: Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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