Ghesh Wivvyrholdalphiax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. He has no crest. He has red eyes.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Ghesh reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Unvera Garrick, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, marred by sweets. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. A true patriot, Unvera would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Military, Nature, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 34 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 31000 sp.
Morgran Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, marred by sweets. His hair is red and very short. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. 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: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 95 (11d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 4 | 4 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Sard (80 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp).
Robbie Thistletop, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She prefers to wear flannel. She has slicked back black hair. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Robbie was born on a far western forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Hunter. 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; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 26 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Terran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 900 gp.
Bree Tallfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is dressed in earthy colors with a red and yellow handkerchief worn on her left side. Her red hair is heavily combed to the left. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is a Sage first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sage.
Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 50 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Virra Shadowcloak, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. She has a very tight haircut. 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 loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To protect her home; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Dazzazn Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His copper crest is singed and shortened. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Dazzazn wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 34 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d4-1, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Veit Silverstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Veit was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Delg Helcral, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and retire the richest man in the east
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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