Riardon Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'2" and muscular, this northern man wears a tan coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.
Robbie Greenbottle, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: 3'0" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born to a Baker, her father struggled to pay the bills. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She is content.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 35 (8d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Three Hummingbird, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears an entirely pastel suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Three was born with his father's beautiful face. In his youth he was a Bellfounder, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 44 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Druidic
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +7
Possessions: Malachite (4 gp). Sard (50 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Jabbie Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Jabbie was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and many giants want him driven away
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 40 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp.
Bethrynna Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears bulky tan painted plate armor. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.
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. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. One day when Bethrynna was young, her mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her mother dropped to the ground dead. Her mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Bethrynna was heart-stricken from the event, and her father started working long hours to provde for them. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp. Golden pearl (110 gp).
Frug Ningel, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 3'4", this man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His hair is red and very short. His eyes are green and beady.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Frug and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and a deep hatred of illithids
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 25 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Koeth Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 4'10". He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. Koeth enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
Sark Rowley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: Sark was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has never given up on his painting dream.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Greedy, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 140 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.
Oriff Broodfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. Her hair is black and curly. Her eyes are brown.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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, Oriff is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: The child of a Marshal, who enjoyed hunting, Oriff was taken on many hunting expeditions. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. 4 Holy water.
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