Ilga Altham, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears just a white suit. With wild golden hair. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 51 (4d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Prosperine Frailty, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has no hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines black.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is obsessed with her god.
History: Prosperine was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Prosperine abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she's looking for her big break
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 200 sp.
Naill Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. The war was a terrible time for him, and Naill does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When Naill reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Nature. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
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Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 77 (12d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Halfling, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +7 / 3d10+3, Grapple +8
Possessions: 200 pp. Pink pearl (150 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Hematite (16 gp).
Drifting Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears dull pastel sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 600 sp.
Tenena Tarkelby, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. With bright silver hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 92 (11d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 3d8-3, Ranged +3 / 3d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 180 pp. Freshwater pearl (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Bree Fatrabbit, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a white vest and prefers red and white shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Bree isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (3d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Eleanor Stanford, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'8". She wears a grey collared shirt and brown skirt. She accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her eyes are brown and beady.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
Possessions: Iolite (80 gp).
Ielenia Hanali, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears an entirely blue suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her feathered blue hat.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Ielenia was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Halimath Hill, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, marred by teas. His auburn hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Halimath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 61 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Celestial, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).
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