Sarai Goodearth, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small white clips. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Bellfounder but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Emotional, Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 39 (10d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d6-1, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Roland Hartford, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His first spouse was a Layabout, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 700 sp.
Dain Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has brown hair. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Dain was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Dain's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Thorin Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 54 (12d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d10+3, Ranged +8 / 3d10+4, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 |
Possessions: 400 pp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp).
Jacoba Wallace, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. She carries with her a set of whips, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed yellow hat.
Personality: Jacoba speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. 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. She has never given up on her dancing dream.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 |
Possessions: Peridot (40 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Sard (40 gp). Malachite (15 gp). 1 Full Plate. 1 Chain shirt.
Ahrim Skill, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is dark red and very short. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Ahrim was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spy they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Spice Merchant, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 27 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Abyssal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Everard Soames, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Everard was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 sp.
Darrow Littlefoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is short and white. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: Darrow hails from a village terrorized by goblins. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants revenge against goblins
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Cumpen Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants, she is not a threatening figure. Her red hair is unkempt and raggedy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She hates Gnomes with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 14)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 130 (14d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d6-1, Ranged +6 / 4d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 2000 gp. Rose (80 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Jacinth (7000 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Coral (150 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).
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