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Felgrat Brixton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Felgrat Brixton, Male Half-Orc Adept 3
Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)11 (+0) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +2, Medicine +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12320000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Everard Bentham, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is black and curly. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

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

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Everard Bentham, Male Human Fighter 3
Medium (5'0") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 10 (+0)7 (-2)
Skills Deception +0, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Breastplate.


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Valorean Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Soapmaker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

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. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valorean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Valorean Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn Warlock 3
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)13 (+1) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day112220

Possessions: 19000 cp. Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp).


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Beatrice Wallace, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears baggy brown pantaloons and a tan scarf, marred by chocolates. She has slicked back chestnut hair. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Beatrice's homeland. Beatrice decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beatrice fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Beatrice Wallace, Female Human Bard 11
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 81 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 8 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1233

Possessions: 1700 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).


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Shadow Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She wears a top hat to cover her moderate length brown fur. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She bought a kukri and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Rolls R's

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Shadow Plume, Female Tabaxi Wizard 1
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 10 (+0)16 (+3) 9 (-1)9 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day133100000

Possessions: 100 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Banded mail.


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Rohesia Langley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears bulky grey painted plate armor. Her head has been shaved. 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 is irascible and easily irritated. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Rohesia lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Rohesia Langley, Female Human Adept 1
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)10 (+0) 10 (+0)16 (+3) 15 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Performance +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Undercommon, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12310000

Possessions: 500 sp.


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Stannor Thistletop, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Stannor was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a crush on the local scribe

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mousy voice

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Stannor Thistletop, Male Halfling Wizard 6
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (6d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)10 (+0) 12 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day114

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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