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Adelard Jordan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tattered old clothes. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His blue 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. Adelard enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Gifted from a young age, Adelard studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Adelard took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Secretive, Fearful. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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Adelard Jordan, Male Half-Elf Fighter 3
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)13 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Athletics +0, Investigation +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Norman Stanford, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Nature, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Norman Stanford, Male Human Warrior 1
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)8 (-1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 7 (-2)15 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Survival +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0

Possessions: 70 gp.


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Fragrant Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Fragrant was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

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Fragrant Paws, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 5
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 29 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 8 (-1)16 (+3)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Persuasion +6
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +6
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day126640

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.


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Don Selevarun, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: Don hails from a village terrorized by orcs. When Don reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Don was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Don Selevarun, Male Half-Elf Fighter 5
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 33 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)13 (+1) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 8 (-1)12 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +3

Possessions: 600 gp. Red spinel (80 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).


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Purah Temperance, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines silver.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. 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 pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Purah was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Apothecary. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Purah Temperance, Female Tiefling Barbarian 4
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 31 (4d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 14 (+2)7 (-2)
Skills Insight +4, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.


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Alberich Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A moderately attractive man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Alberich lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Family, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

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Alberich Loderr, Male Dwarf Barbarian 2
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 24 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 15 (+2)17 (+3) 13 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Nature +5, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Terran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Silk rope.


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Pelt Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This late middle aged woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times and is in decent physical shape. Her fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about 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: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has worked as a Weaver like her father before her.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Pelt Plume, Female Tabaxi Wizard 7
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 36 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)18 (+4) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Sleight of Hand +7, Stealth +7
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day124432

Possessions: 80000 cp.


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Skirt Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His lavender fur is thinning but still full. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Crown-heir. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Slave. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Stutters

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Skirt Candle, Male Tabaxi Barbarian 3
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 37 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2

Possessions: 400 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Star ruby (700 gp).


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Fonkin Shadowcloak, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fonkin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He's also a talented Bellfounder, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Slow speaker

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Fonkin Shadowcloak, Male Gnome Adept 4
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Perception +5, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day13320000

Possessions: 80 pp.


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