Nalaed Daerdahk, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She has dyed her greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is an amazing painter.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 370 gp.
Oolah Blakeley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: Oolah was born with her mother's beautiful face. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. After a long history of fighting, Oolah and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: Just what you see.
Farideh Jharthraxyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Farideh grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to dire rats.
Motivation: She is greedy; and to reunite with her old friends
Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Amber (130 gp).
Sethrekar Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his blue crest in a flapper bob. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Sethrekar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 58 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Aquan, Giant
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 1200 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp).
Tod Nimblefingers, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly halberds and scimitars. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 16 (3d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 200 gp.
Tricking Of Passion, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is physically well-built. His fur is red and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tricking grew up listening to his father's many stories. He 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. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 81 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 16000 sp. Hematite (10 gp). Sard (50 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Jade (120 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp).
Pijjirik Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear flannel. He has rusty crest. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and an old rival family wants him found
Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Family, Military, Debt, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 43 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Draconic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +0 / 3d4-3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 sp. Moss agate (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Rose (80 gp). Coral (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Heian Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears his silver hair down. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Heian is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 65 (13d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +5 / 4d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Wiggan Warmwater, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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: Wiggan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Wiggan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Wiggan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
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