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Avelina Lincoln, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on her belt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Her silver hair is still thick. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Avelina Lincoln, Female Human Druid 1
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 8 (-1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)6 (-2)
Skills Sleight of Hand +4, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1031

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Cloak Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on her left hand. Her lavender fur is still thick. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Cloak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. 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: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

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Cloak Wind, Female Tabaxi Adept 6
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 28 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 6 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +5, Medicine +1
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 3000 sp.


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Emerald Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Emerald is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Emerald took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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Emerald Wing, Male Tabaxi Paladin 2
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)16 (+3) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 7 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +1, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 140 gp.


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Halimath Ostoroth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His first spouse was a Locksmith, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

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Halimath Ostoroth, Male Half-Elf Paladin 4
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 30 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)19 (+4) 15 (+2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Deception +0, Performance +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +6 / 1d10+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day110000

Possessions: 43000 sp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.


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Fabien Munggen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is in excellent shape and typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Fabien 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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Fabien Munggen, Male Gnome Bard 5
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 30 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Arcana +4, Deception +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day123310

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Thava Caavylteradyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she prefers to wear black clothing when she does not wear armor. Her scarlet crest is singed and shortened. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Thava was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Thava reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She struck the Jeweler job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Nasally tone

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Thava Caavylteradyn, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 6
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 8 (-1)15 (+2)
Skills Investigation +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day126653

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Morgran Brazzik, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a green coat with blue slacks. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Morgran 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

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Morgran Brazzik, Male Dwarf Fighter 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 17 (+3)12 (+1) 14 (+2)7 (-2)
Skills Persuasion +0, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Left-Handed Of World, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and carries longswords. Her fur is cut close to her head. She is baby faced.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. 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, Left-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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Left-Handed Of World, Female Tabaxi Aristocrat 3
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Medicine +2, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Beatrice Brandon, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She has a missing right leg. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Doctor.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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Beatrice Brandon, Female Human Monk 2
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 17 (+3)12 (+1) 18 (+4)9 (-1)
Skills History +3, Intimidation +1
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Breastplate.


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