Shamil Wildwander, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tan trousers with blue and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.
History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Nora Battlehammer, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears bulky grey painted plate armor, and she perpetually has her longsword ready. Her white hair is braided into rings. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To end her boredom.
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 340 gp.
Caelynn Netyoive, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and red pants. She wears her auburn hair down. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Caelynn lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Caelynn never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and to reunite with her old friends
Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Military, Family, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Sarai Goldfound, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving The war was a terrible time for her, and Sarai 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 several months after her father was called into army service. When Sarai reached her early adolescence her Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Sarai never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 40 (9d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: 150 pp.
Kaladan Verthisathurgiesh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak, and is pretty ugly. He wears his scarlet crest down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 35 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 9000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp).
Frederick Rylan, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Frederick hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Frederick is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. After coming to the age of reason, Frederick took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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: To be a Mayor again; and expand his business
Ideals: Artistic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Dondon Thorngage, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dull red sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. His red hair is thinning but still full. His ears are large.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.
History: He was raised in a island tribe. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 sp.
Sarah Shelley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a shortbow on her belt. She wears a colorful flower in her golden hair. Her half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she 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. Sarah fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to be a cook again
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Terran, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Cloud Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and she perpetually has her longsword ready. She sports a flattop fur cut. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Cloud was taken on many hunting expeditions. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 4000 cp.
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