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Ronobe Dischord, Female Tiefling [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 has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has chestnut hair. Her eyes are white and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born into a rich family. Ronobe was born on a far northern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Server. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Old Prospector

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Ronobe Dischord, Female Tiefling Adept 4
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)17 (+3) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +2, History +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1032

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Dreali Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Booming voice

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Dreali Hanali, Male Elf Monk 3
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 20 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)16 (+3) 11 (+0)10 (+0) 7 (-2)18 (+4)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Persuasion +6
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +6

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Backpack.


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Aura Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. He has wavy orange fur. His yellow eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is an amazing painter.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Aura Candle, Male Tabaxi Monk 5
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 24 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 9 (-1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +3, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 700 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp).


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Shamash Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

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. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Shamash grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Shamash. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Miner they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Shamash Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn Barbarian 9
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 61 (9d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 11 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Arcana +2, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 600 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp).


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Delebean Munggen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'5". He wears a blue wide-brimmed hat and blue clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Slurs words

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Delebean Munggen, Male Gnome Warrior 7
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 35 (7d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 8 (-1)15 (+2) 10 (+0)17 (+3)
Skills Athletics +3, Performance +6
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +6

Possessions: 1200 gp.


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Myev Marlowe, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she likes to wear black tank tops with tan skirt. Her blonde hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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Myev Marlowe, Female Half-Orc Cleric 7
Medium (4'11") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 27 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)10 (+0) 9 (-1)9 (-1) 17 (+3)7 (-2)
Skills Survival +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1464321000

Possessions: 500 gp.


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Kildrak Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in an above average manner. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Kildrak hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Farmer accent

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Kildrak Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf Ranger 6
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 8 (-1)6 (-2)
Skills Arcana +5, Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day10

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Heian Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Heian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Heian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dark and ominous

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Heian Eathalena, Male Elf Druid 3
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)17 (+3) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 16 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Intimidation +1, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day134210000

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Trail Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Glassblower. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Trail took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Trail and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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Trail Of Claws, Male Tabaxi Warrior 1
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
4 (-3)15 (+2) 12 (+1)8 (-1) 12 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Athletics -1, Intimidation +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: Just what you see.


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