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Sekhmet Divinity, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her skin is flawless and her white eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. After a long history of fighting, Sekhmet and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old thin voice

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Sekhmet Divinity, Female Tiefling Ranger 5
Medium (4'7") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +4, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day120000

Possessions: 4000 sp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.


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Eberk Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a greatsword on his belt. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Eberk was born the youngest of three triplets. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spy they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Bowyer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scottish accent

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Eberk Bigtoe, Male Dwarf Rogue 1
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 7 (-2)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +0, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2

Possessions: 200 sp.


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Raymond Iathrana, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and grey robe with the hood down. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born in the north. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Raymond Iathrana, Male Half-Elf Rogue 5
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)16 (+3) 16 (+3)16 (+3) 9 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +6, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Druidic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 6000 sp.


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Keyleth Mystralath, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and red robe with the hood down, marred by chocolates. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length black hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the west to a Miller, Keyleth learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Keyleth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Timid voice

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Keyleth Mystralath, Female Half-Elf Adept 5
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 16 (+3)7 (-2)
Skills Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14321000

Possessions: 400 gp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.


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Driindar Zzzxaaxthroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is very fat, and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull white iron scale mail. Her crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Driindar Zzzxaaxthroth, Female Dragonborn Commoner 2
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)8 (-1) 15 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Acrobatics +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3

Possessions: 2000 cp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Left-Handed On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He tends to wear a large pastel jacket, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His fur is yellow and curly. His yellow eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Left-Handed was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Left-Handed On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi Aristocrat 3
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)10 (+0) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +3, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Tawar Hayley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. 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 a Guard first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her childhood dream was to be a Courier, but she was a colossal failure. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Raspy

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Tawar Hayley, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 10
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 43 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)9 (-1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills History +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +3 / 3d6-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day126

Possessions: 2000 sp.


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Ildrex Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black crest, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Ildrex Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn Fighter 6
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 34 (6d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)9 (-1) 8 (-1)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +2, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +2

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Bolhild Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'2" when asserting herself. She has wavy silver hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Bolhild was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spanish accent

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Bolhild Ironfist, Female Dwarf Monk 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +1, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 250 gp.


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