Traulam Berevan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, and she perpetually has her shortbow ready. She wears her red hair up. She has gray eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and to pay off her debts
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 25 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +7 / 2d10+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 5000 sp.
Ralf Brownrigg, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears long strands of ruby and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has no hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Ralf has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy
Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (40 gp). White opal (900 gp).
Justin Beverly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'2" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are brown and catlike.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Hunter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Justin lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to unite with his sister
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Banded agate (10 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Kite Buttons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a simple pastel robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 51 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Igden Cobblelob, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his black hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (5d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Shane Hastings, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'6". He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has hazel eyes.
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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 52 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp).
Biri Baharoosh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and is dressed in an above average manner. Her brass crest is smooth and relatively long. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. 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.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fallthra Trueblood, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She is physically well-built. She has a long red ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has a dull look in her green eyes.
Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. She worked as a nervous Sailor and found it very stressful. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Sailor for the past few years.
Motivation: Expand her business; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Job. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Obsidian (5 gp).
Jocelyn Hailey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His eyes are green and beady.
Personality: Jocelyn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
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