Heather Moreno, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a grey costume with the symbols of the sun god on her torso. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is greedy
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Lazy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Skirt Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His red fur is still thick. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He takes great joy in being the best Bricklayer in town.
History: Skirt was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Kody Nailo, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and green robe with the hood down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: He is content.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp).
Enialis Dalanthan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Enialis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he would like to get married and retire
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 100 pp.
Hirrathak Daardendrian, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his red crest up. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hirrathak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born into a rich family. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 73 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Tordek Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears long strands of jet and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Celestial, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 380 gp. 6 Acid flasks.
Cory Barton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 34 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Sora Delmirev, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has no crest. Her eyes are gold and catlike.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. A freak accident while working with her Spice Merchant father left her crippled. During her travels, Sora and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Sora discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Sora fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 65 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 20 (+5) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d4+5, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +5
Possessions: 60000 cp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Gunter Aloro, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp).
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