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Forcas Guile, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has moderate length red hair. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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Forcas Guile, Male Tiefling Aristocrat 5
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 24 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)6 (-2) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 12 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Nature +4, Performance +6
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +1 / 2d4-2, Grapple +0

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Vezera Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She usually wears her green robe and has her monstrous two handed axe always slung over her shoulder. Her scarlet crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. 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 can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Vezera Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn Aristocrat 4
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 10 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Medicine +2, Persuasion +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Raer Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Raer was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Raer decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dutch accent

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Raer Suithrasas, Male Elf Paladin 3
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Religion +3, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day110000

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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William Colton, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a grey shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and green pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has worked as a Merchant like his father before him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Job, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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William Colton, Male Human Fighter 1
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)6 (-2) 11 (+0)9 (-1) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +0, Insight +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.


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Manea Quest, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her halberd with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She keeps her dark red hair in a pixie cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. After a long history of fighting, Manea and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

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Manea Quest, Female Tiefling Commoner 9
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 41 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 15 (+2)18 (+4) 12 (+1)19 (+4)
Skills Deception +7, Intimidation +7
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Draconic, Ignan, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 1200 gp.


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Paelias Horineth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a yellow tunic with white highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Paelias lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Whispers

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Paelias Horineth, Male Half-Elf Expert 5
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 19 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)10 (+0) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Nature +3, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d4-2, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0

Possessions: 800 gp.


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Tree Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. Her orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her ears are large.

Personality: Tree wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Tree Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi Adept 10
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 44 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)18 (+4) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 8 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +6, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black opal (1500 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp).


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Vezera Delmirev, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and carries sais. She has done her best to style her brass crest to look like a famous performer. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. 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: She is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Vezera Delmirev, Female Dragonborn Ranger 3
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)10 (+0) 10 (+0)18 (+4) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +2, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Gnome, Infernal, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1000

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Himo Yaeldrin, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tan shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Excited and jittery

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Himo Yaeldrin, Male Elf Aristocrat 3
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +5, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3

Possessions: 400 gp.


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