Justin Branson, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are green.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. Justin 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: Justin was born the youngest of three triplets. A freak accident while working with his Bricklayer mother left him crippled. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Bilbron Daergel, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 36 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d10-3, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Trail Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her white fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson brown hat.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: Trail lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Seamstress they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Mercenary, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Poor, Family. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Rangrim Burrowfound, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has blue eyes.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Druidic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Ekk Bing, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She bought a kukri and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 60 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 40000 cp. Onyx (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp).
Don L'Fondant, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His white hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Don 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. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
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, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 18 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +1 / 2d6-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 700 gp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp).
Olrok Merton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'9", this man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His ears are large.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Amethyst (40 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Drifting On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [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 brown tunic with black highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Gifted from a young age, Drifting studied abroad. Her father worked until she suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. She had to support her now crippled father and took her father's old job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dilettante and was forced into it by her family; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 41 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2100 gp. Banded agate (4 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Coral (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Nadarr Clethtinthiallor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He got into the Unemployed business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Nadarr took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Nature, In love. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 17000 cp.
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