Antrara Mohradyllion, Female Dragonborn [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. Her silver crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Antrara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan, Auran, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tagga Stratford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her red robe. Her black hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: Gifted from a young age, Tagga studied abroad. She found a children's book about a Half-Orc Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.
Motivation: She's in love.
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 15)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 86 (15d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +8 / 4d8+3, Ranged +6 / 4d8+1, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 5000 gp. White opal (400 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Jade (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Hematite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Purson Intellect, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he usually wears his green robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He was born in the east. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. After a long history of fighting, Purson and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 38 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 1100 gp.
Ovina Loderr, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 3'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears an entirely grey suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ovina liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a crossbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
Thamior Osav, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family.
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 102 (15d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +6 / 4d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 16 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Maegan Honeypot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A 2'9" northern woman, she wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Banker, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she is greedy
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ethereal Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a flattop fur cut. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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4 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
Eva Yaeldrin, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: 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; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Gnome, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Eberk Frostbeard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Born to a Stableman, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 97 (12d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d10-2, Ranged +7 / 3d10+3, Grapple +2
Possessions: Chrysoprase (40 gp). Jade (130 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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