Jane Dmitriyev, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Soveliss Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He tends to wear a large blue jacket. His white hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
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 a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 68 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d4+0, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 900 gp.
Myev Clayton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears skinny pants and wears a white and blue robe with the hood down. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born in a small desert village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Myev took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 49 (14d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +7 / 4d6+2, Ranged +6 / 4d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2000 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Flask Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, green shirt, and violet tie. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his copper eyes.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 53 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2200 gp.
Namfoodle Loofollue, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 3'3", this man prefers to wear flannel. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Sage like his mother before him.
Motivation: To be a Courier again.
Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Paelias Rolands, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant violet.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Paelias 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. When Paelias reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 53 (5d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 5000 sp. Black pearl (200 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).
Aelar Qualanthri, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His hair is brown and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Aelar 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. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Engraver. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Rose (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Artin Bigtoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a brown coat. Her head has been shaved. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 47 (12d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d10+2, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 16 | 6 | 5 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Nedda Kettlewhistle, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. She sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She has a hunchback. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born into a rich family. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 41 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +5
Possessions: 2000 sp.
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