Engong Harrington, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a warhammer on her belt. She is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest woman in the east
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 3 (-4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
Ar-Karo Blakeley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a long, black cloak. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ar-Karo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 47 (7d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (60 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp).
Erias Battlehammer, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a worn and beaten armor. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are blue and beady.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and money/treasure
Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: 130 pp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.
Harvest Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears just a brown suit. Her beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Harvest was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mayor. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Chassath Beryntolthropal, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears suspenders and green workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly falchions and swords. She wears a top hat to cover her moderate length silver crest. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. To her fellows she 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: She was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 18)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 67 (18d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +9 / 5d6+3, Ranged +4 / 5d6-2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 16 | 6 | 5 | 5 | 5 | 5 | 4 |
Possessions: 18000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). 1 Major magic item.
Syllin Liadon, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she is typically in her Barkeep uniform. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Barkeep business.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Through the years after Syllin was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Syllin's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Barkeep for the past few years.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 33 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 100 gp.
Pyntle Umbodoben, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is typically in her Animal Trainer uniform, and she perpetually has her trident ready. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: Born in the east to a Animal Trainer, Pyntle learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Animal Trainer. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Animal Trainer.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Sensitive. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp. Pink pearl (110 gp). Jade (110 gp).
Lavinia High-hill, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a red coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon her head. She wears a colorful flower in her brown hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 57 (6d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Celestial, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Whurbin Holderhek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He has a very tight haircut. He has blue eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: The child of a Stableman, who enjoyed hunting, Whurbin was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Healer’s kit.
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