Ulfgar Ungart, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has wavy blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Ulfgar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ulfgar was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fortune-teller. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1800 sp.
Suhnae Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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 the only child of a wealthy merchant. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Mara Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 4'8" and very much looks the part of a Farmer. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her hair is short and black. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.
Personality: She is happy with her job as a Farmer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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 several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Mara was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Farmer for the past few years.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fargrim Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 4'5". He dresses like a well dressed Scribe does. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Fargrim hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Fargrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Scribe.
Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of brigands
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Flak Braxton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his black robe and has his greataxe always slung over his shoulder. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Doctor.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found
Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Sapply Umbodoben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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 is greedy; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Aquan
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 3000 cp. Moss agate (10 gp).
Art Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Art does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Arumawann Maekkelferce, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Arumawann was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 38 (9d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Celestial, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Cressel Loathe, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes are gold.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 30 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Celestial, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp).
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