Mormo Glory, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Fisher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
Bethrynna Aloro, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, marred by teas. Her chestnut hair is singed and shortened. Her eyes are violet.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bethrynna grew up listening to her mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Bethrynna took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 64 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Gnoll, Giant, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Cloud On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. He has yellow fur. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bookbinder. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: Cloud was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his youth he was a Soapmaker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He tends to his Bookbinder job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).
Eggren Chumbyxirinnish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she likes to wear green tank tops with blue skirt. Her crest is scarlet and curly. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Eggren enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Eggren was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 45 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Havilar Skaarzborroosh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears an entirely black suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: Gifted from a young age, Havilar studied abroad. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 48 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Werydd Ironfist, Female Dwarf [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 auburn hair is wavy and long. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her feathered grey hat.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Werydd was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Hoglik Springfield, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Hoglik reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother 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. Recently the stress of being a Gardener has made it difficult for him to sleep.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world
Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 46 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Althaea Raethran, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. She sports black long hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is obsessed with her god.
History: Althaea lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Mason, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and an old rival family wants her found
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 28 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Kite On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars, and she perpetually has her scimitar ready. Her red fur is braided into rings. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.
Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kite fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 31 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 17
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 |
Possessions: 1100 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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