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Diesa Burrowfound, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She is a Adventurer first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Diesa lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Adventurer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Diesa Burrowfound, Female Dwarf Warrior 1
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)18 (+4) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +6, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Halfling, Auran, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 300 sp.


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Hatae Caphaxath, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. Her brown hair, when down, is lengthy. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: German accent

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Hatae Caphaxath, Female Elf Druid 1
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 10 (+0)11 (+0) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills History +2, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day113100

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Kava Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman wears a fancy green dress. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She keeps her long copper crest kept up in a rat tail. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Kava was born on a far western mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Soapmaker. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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Kava Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn Barbarian 4
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 44 (4d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 16 (+3)15 (+2) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Persuasion +3, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +3

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Lone Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished woman usually wears her pastel robe and has her morningstar always slung over her shoulder. Her gray fur is heavily combed to the left. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Lone was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She dropped out of school to support her sick mother, and resented it. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Lone was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Timid voice

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Lone Candle, Female Tabaxi Adept 9
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 30 (9d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)9 (-1) 11 (+0)5 (-3) 16 (+3)17 (+3)
Skills Arcana +0, Medicine +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d4+4, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14332100

Possessions: 70000 cp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.


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Henry Nailo, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull tan iron scale mail. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Henry 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. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Soothing and warm

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Henry Nailo, Male Half-Elf Monk 1
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Animal Handling +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4

Possessions: 3000 cp. Onyx (30 gp).


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Zedaar Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A 6'2" northern man, he wears long strands of opal and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His rusty crest is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Squeaky

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Zedaar Mystan, Male Dragonborn Fighter 8
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 74 (8d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +3, Sleight of Hand +6
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +6

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Flame Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her lavender fur is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are amber.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Engraver profession.

History: She was born in a small island village. Her childhood dream was to be a Engraver, but she was a colossal failure. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Layabout for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sensual and smooth

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Flame Candle, Female Tabaxi Adept 3
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)20 (+5) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Stealth +7
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +7 / 1d8+5, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12320000

Possessions: 200 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp).


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Thodris Broodfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She carries with her a set of sickles on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the right. She is baby faced.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Thodris and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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Thodris Broodfist, Female Dwarf Aristocrat 2
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 17 (+3)8 (-1)
Skills Deception +1, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Hadarai was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to be a banker again

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf Druid 9
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 57 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Medicine +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d4-1, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day126443

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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