Gerbo Lingenhall, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears long strands of aquamarine and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: He was born in a small desert village. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gerbo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.
Varis Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers green and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His violet eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 24 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
Nykkan Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His green crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nykkan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and doesn't want to be a jeweler and was forced into it by his family
Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 54 (9d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +1 / 3d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1800 gp.
Left-Handed In the Morning, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and greataxes. His yellow fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His first spouse was a Barkeep, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +7 / 1d4+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Fax Lhamboldennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His crest is white and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Fax was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Stableman and found it very stressful. He became a Stableman soon after.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 63 (9d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Ignan, Auran
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +7 / 3d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1200 gp. Jade (150 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Amber (150 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp).
Grigi Cornish, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. She is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around her ears. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Apothecary profession.
History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. 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 Sculptor. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 11 years.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Oppleby Turen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Oppleby was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Military, Religious, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 37 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Pink pearl (150 gp). Eye agate (10 gp).
Thervan Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Thervan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying north to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2300 sp.
Barbena Aranore, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a grey shirt with thin white vertical stripes and grey pants. She keeps her golden hair in a flapper bob. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Ploughman for the past few years.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Job. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).
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