Beiro Yaeldrin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. 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 is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 49 (8d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1100 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Jet (130 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp).
Nella Lindsey, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She sports chestnut long hair. She has violet eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Stableman business.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. White opal (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp).
Silgre Colton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears baggy white pantaloons and a grey scarf. She keeps her white hair in a pixie cut. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is a Roofer first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Silgre took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Thakrak Rowley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Servant born in the past three hundred years. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Thakrak hails from a village terrorized by giants. He worked as a nervous Servant and found it very stressful. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Thakrak was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: He is content; and many giants want him driven away
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Fistula Stafford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 51 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
Crampernap Offund, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears baggy blue pantaloons and a red scarf. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Crampernap enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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. Crampernap took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts
Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 91 (9d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 20 (+5) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Celestial, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +1 / 3d4-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 3000 sp. Jasper (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp).
Jabbie Shadowcloak, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears dull tan sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is still thick. His eyes are blue and catlike.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and retire the richest man in the east
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 32 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Pikar Honeypot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and usually wears his white robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born in the north to a Slave Trader, Pikar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has achieved small success as a Slave Trader.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 21 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 50 gp.
Laucian Heiser, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying east to reunite his family. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and a deep hatred of giants
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 33 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Violet garnet (200 gp). 7 Acid flasks. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Smokesticks.
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