Morkral Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Fisher who has hired him part-time. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he has a crush on the local scribe
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor, Rich, Job. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Morgran Ungart, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has wavy golden hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morgran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 55 (12d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d10+2, Ranged +7 / 3d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Zedaar Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly greatswords and morningstars. His blue crest is heavily combed to the left. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Born in the east to a Bookbinder, Zedaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Abad Tragedy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a black tunic with tan highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Sculptor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Abad lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sculptor.
Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to prove his worth to the world
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Family, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 67 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +1 / 2d10-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Birel Caphaxath, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Through the years after Birel was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Birel's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Being a Armorer kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Nimble Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears suspenders and pastel workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. She has moderate length orange fur. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Nimble is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Gifted from a young age, Nimble studied abroad. Her childhood dream was to be a Miller, but she was a colossal failure. She struck the Brewer job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to be a miller again
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 27 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 150 pp.
Thervan Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of greataxes on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch. 3 Thunderstones.
Arara Hanes, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scimitar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Infernal, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Merla Underbough, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her hair is white and very short. Her eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: Merla hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. Merla is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Family, Poor, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 47 (6d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 5000 sp.
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