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Beiro Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barrister business.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old Prospector

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Beiro Aloro, Male Elf Warrior 3
Medium (4'11") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)9 (-1) 14 (+2)18 (+4) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Giant, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Travok Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: 3'11" and muscular, this western man wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: Travok was born with his father's beautiful face. His first spouse was a Spice Merchant, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Uses sign language

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Travok Loderr, Male Dwarf Adept 6
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (6d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 17 (+3)10 (+0) 17 (+3)2 (-4)
Skills Nature +3, Persuasion -1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14331000

Possessions: 600 gp.


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Dabbledob Boondiggles, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a green scarf. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is short and red. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dabbledob does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Dabbledob Boondiggles, Male Gnome Barbarian 6
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 49 (6d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills History +4, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 1000 sp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Amber (90 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Red garnet (90 gp).


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Right-Handed Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her cinnamon fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 61. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Right-Handed took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Irish accent

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Right-Handed Buttons, Female Tabaxi Monk 8
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 46 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)16 (+3) 12 (+1)8 (-1) 16 (+3)18 (+4)
Skills Deception +7, Insight +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d10-2, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Himo LaHood, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He likes to wear yellow tank tops with tan pants. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

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Himo LaHood, Male Half-Elf Adept 5
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 25 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)10 (+0) 13 (+1)17 (+3) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +4, Religion +6
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day10

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Ront Vance, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: Ront is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Aggressive tone

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Ront Vance, Male Half-Orc Aristocrat 6
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)10 (+0) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Nature +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +2

Possessions: 5000 sp.


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Raymond Dryden, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: A 6'3" eastern man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Through the years after Raymond was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Raymond's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spanish accent

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Raymond Dryden, Male Human Ranger 9
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 35 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)17 (+3) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +6, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d4-1, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1401000

Possessions: 700 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).


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Callie Goldfound, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. The war was a terrible time for her, and Callie does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Indian accent

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Callie Goldfound, Female Halfling Warlock 6
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 4 (-3)17 (+3) 10 (+0)6 (-2)
Skills Investigation +6, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Orc, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1432220000

Possessions: 4000 sp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Bardryn Fallack, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Bardryn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She struck the Map Maker job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Bardryn Fallack, Female Dwarf Cleric 2
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)6 (-2) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1042

Possessions: 80 gp.


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