Myathethil Goltorah, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who tends to wear a tan poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. 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 cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She is a Slaad in disguise. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 pp.
Gennal Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His tied-back hair is red. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.
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 a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10000 sp.
Zagga Spaulding, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and carries kukris. Her hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling, Auran
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d4+4, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Orsik Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case and is in decent physical shape. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Orsik and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Orsik discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Orsik fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 21 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Zook Musgraben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are hazel and beady.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Zook grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and a deep hatred of illithids
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 46000 sp.
Faral Fidget, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 5'5". She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born in the west to a Interpreter, Faral learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Interpreter.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 37 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Red spinel (130 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp).
Krimmon Appleblossom, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: Krimmon speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 38 (6d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 500 gp.
Mugrunden Vangdondalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His red crest is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a great chef.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 71 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Abyssal, Giant
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Edge Buttons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a pastel tunic with blue highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long black fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: Edge was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gifted student he started as a Cook, but he got bored and became a Body Guard. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 51 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Abyssal, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +7 / 2d10+4, Grapple +6
Possessions: 700 gp.
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