Vicky Willoughby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. Her white hair is lengthy. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: Vicky was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vicky fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Celestial, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 300 sp.
Raer Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a white coat with violet slacks. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Raer 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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 76 (12d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d10+0, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. White pearl (120 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).
Burto Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Burto hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Burto was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 18 (5d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 700 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp).
Odorr Southey, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy white pantaloons and a yellow scarf. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.
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 always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 59 (12d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 pp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Zircon (50 gp).
Euphemia Nimblefingers, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears professional attire. She has done her best to style her golden hair to look like a famous performer. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.
History: She was born in a small forest village. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. After a long history of fighting, Euphemia and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (3d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 200 gp.
Dreali Eathalena, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears long strands of jet and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Dreali was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp.
Eleanor Langston, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length white hair. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. A true patriot, Eleanor would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Kilia Glanhig, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Kilia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Kilia took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +6 / 1d10+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Veit Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears a brown collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Barber
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 300 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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