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Brakka Clapham, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available she will default to her halberd. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Brakka would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

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Brakka Clapham, Female Half-Orc Adept 2
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills History +2, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1031

Possessions: 900 sp. Red garnet (100 gp). Sard (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Cask In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This woman stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. She has done her best to style her beige fur to look like a famous performer. She has yellow eyes and a pastel hat with a green feather.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Cask was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Cask In the Morning, Female Tabaxi Monk 10
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 61 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)20 (+5) 15 (+2)15 (+2) 13 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Insight +5, Persuasion +7
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +9 / 3d6+5, Grapple +5

Possessions: 130 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp).


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Balimaar Acton, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. He has wavy auburn hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

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Balimaar Acton, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)6 (-2) 16 (+3)9 (-1) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +3, Sleight of Hand +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 140 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Eberk Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A 4'2" western man, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Eberk was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Eberk Caebrek, Male Dwarf Cleric 7
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 35 (7d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2) 17 (+3)5 (-3)
Skills Insight +6, Perception +6
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1464321000

Possessions: 7000 sp. Hematite (15 gp).


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Norman Lathalas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a violet tunic with brown highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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 raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Eastern European accent

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Norman Lathalas, Male Half-Elf Rogue 5
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 33 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)9 (-1) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +3, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +0

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Medrash Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brass crest is still thick. His eyes are red.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Medrash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Medrash Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn Commoner 6
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 37 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Perception +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +1

Possessions: 900 gp.


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Reirak Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: An older man who wears silk and lounges about seductively, he is not a threatening figure. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. The war was a terrible time for him, and Reirak does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Reirak was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Reirak Foamtankard, Male Dwarf Warrior 11
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 88 (11d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)6 (-2) 11 (+0)10 (+0) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Animal Handling +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +2 / 3d8-2, Grapple +5

Possessions: 1900 gp.


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Silent Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his red fur. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Silent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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Silent Of Wine, Male Tabaxi Barbarian 10
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 115 (10d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 18 (+4)13 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +5, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 3000 sp. Star ruby (1600 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp).


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Eva Hampton, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her pickaxe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Eva hails from a village terrorized by giants. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Aggressive tone

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Eva Hampton, Female Human Barbarian 1
Medium (6'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)14 (+2) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 70 gp.


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