Diesa Strongheart, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears just a brown suit. Her silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are amber.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 63. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Stableman and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Draconic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 33000 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Nordak Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Born in the south to a Sellsword, Nordak learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Sellsword like his mother before him.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 136 (12d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +4 / 3d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 pp.
Habor Failure, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Habor grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: Zircon (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Jade (100 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Ugol Stansfield, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a great chef.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Ugol was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Scribe. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 70 gp.
Thoradin Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Thoradin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spy for the past few years.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Sumnes Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. The war was a terrible time for her, and Sumnes does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Deep green spinel (80 gp).
Whurbin Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left arm. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Berrian Ariessus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Berrian will drive conversation. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Berrian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).
Aldous Milton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His hair is golden and curly. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Aldous was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and retire the richest man in the east
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
Possessions: 150 gp.
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