Diesa Fireforge, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. Her hair is red and very short. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: She was born into a rich family. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. 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; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 34 (4d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Druidic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +0 / 1d10-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Fragrant Hummingbird, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His fur is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 26 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 4000 cp. Silver pearl (140 gp). Banded agate (6 gp).
Robert Bohm, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears skinny pants and wears a violet and brown robe with the hood down. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 300 gp.
Clerebold Enfield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Spice Merchant. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 51 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +7 / 3d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1900 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Elizabeth Winterbourne, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and regain custody of her daughter
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Callybon Silverthread, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has shaved her head bald. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 11. 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. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 28 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Salanop Umbodoben, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Salanop fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 34 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 14000 sp.
Ivellios Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Ivellios was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ivellios's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 330 gp.
Dain Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Dain wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 21 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Zircon (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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