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Mardred Rumnaheim, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She very much looks the part of a Masseuse. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She got into the Masseuse business at a young age. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She became a Masseuse soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Mardred Rumnaheim, Female Dwarf Rogue 2
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)5 (-3) 14 (+2)14 (+2) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Athletics +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +2

Possessions: 4000 cp.


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Pelt Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She has a missing left arm. She likes to wear brown tank tops with grey skirt. Her brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Pelt liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

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Pelt Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi Bard 3
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 19 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)18 (+4) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 16 (+3)17 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1231000

Possessions: 400 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp).


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Sutha Whitby, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This dark-skinned female wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Gifted from a young age, Sutha studied abroad. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Sutha Whitby, Female Half-Orc Warlock 4
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 15 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)8 (-1) 11 (+0)6 (-2) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Persuasion +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 10000 sp.


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Theirastra Cithreth, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and she is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Loud with bravado

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Theirastra Cithreth, Female Elf Expert 3
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)9 (-1) 12 (+1)11 (+0) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Juliana Fasharash, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. The war was a terrible time for her, and Juliana does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

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. When Juliana reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf mother 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. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Uses sign language

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Juliana Fasharash, Female Half-Elf Fighter 1
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)10 (+0) 14 (+2)17 (+3) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Athletics +1, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Left-Handed In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has moderate length orange fur. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Gifted from a young age, Left-Handed studied abroad. A gifted student she started as a Ruler, but she got bored and became a Mercenary. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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Left-Handed In the Wind, Female Tabaxi Druid 11
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 43 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 9 (-1)7 (-2) 16 (+3)15 (+2)
Skills Nature +2, Persuasion +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day156544321

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Sorath Passion, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She carries a battered scythe and tarnished greataxe as well. She keeps her black hair in a flapper bob. Her white eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. In her youth she was a Mayor, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Excited and jittery

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Sorath Passion, Female Tiefling Monk 9
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 50 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)17 (+3) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Perception +2, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Giant, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d4-1, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 1000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Mindartis Teinithra, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull green iron scale mail. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Mindartis Teinithra, Male Half-Elf Aristocrat 4
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 19 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)14 (+2) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 9 (-1)17 (+3)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Performance +5
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +5

Possessions: 600 gp. 4 Thunderstones. 8 Acid flasks. 1 Holy water.


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Ombul Brightmoon, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a red shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and violet pants. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Ombul Brightmoon, Male Halfling Fighter 4
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 8 (-1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Performance +3, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 300 gp.


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