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Sora Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a black coat. Her rusty crest is knotted and matted. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jamaican accent

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Sora Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn Commoner 5
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +5, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +1

Possessions: 500 gp. Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Olunt Lutgehr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A freak accident while working with his Laborer mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

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Olunt Lutgehr, Male Dwarf Bard 2
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 17 (+3)11 (+0) 14 (+2)9 (-1)
Skills Insight +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1030

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Morgran Strongheart, 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. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Breathy voice

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Morgran Strongheart, Male Dwarf Adept 2
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 14 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +1, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1231000

Possessions: 310 gp.


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Traulam Amastacia, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Sailor business.

History: Traulam was born with her father's beautiful face. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Traulam Amastacia, Female Half-Elf Fighter 1
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)9 (-1) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills Arcana +2, History +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Cumpen Raulnor, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has a very tight haircut. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Cumpen Raulnor, Female Gnome Wizard 10
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 50 (10d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)6 (-2) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +5, History +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +2 / 3d6-2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1244

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Andraste Hanali, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears long strands of jet and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She wears a colorful flower in her white hair. She has a tattooed face.

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 spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. 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: Money/treasure; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

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Andraste Hanali, Female Elf Commoner 3
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 0 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)16 (+3) 6 (-2)17 (+3) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Performance +1, Religion +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 400 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp).


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Nalral Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nalral is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Nasally tone

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Nalral Thrahak, Male Dwarf Warrior 2
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 20 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)10 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Medicine +3, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Quillathe Coleman, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Quillathe never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

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Quillathe Coleman, Female Half-Elf Adept 7
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 12 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Religion +6
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Undercommon, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12332

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Juliana Huckabee, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a grey vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her grey boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. 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, Juliana is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Juliana Huckabee, Female Human Rogue 1
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 7 (-2)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 600 sp.


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