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Pennie Nimblefingers, Female Halfling [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 wears tattered old clothes. She sports brown long hair. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born in the west to a Ruler, Pennie learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Ruler. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Ruler for hire.

Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

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Pennie Nimblefingers, Female Halfling Warlock 4
Small (2'8") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 13 (+1)8 (-1) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).


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Cloud Mirror, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her orange fur is thinning but still full. Her yellow eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cloud grew up listening to her mother's many stories. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hollow voice

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Cloud Mirror, Female Tabaxi Monk 2
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4

Possessions: 5000 cp.


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Mormog Lincoln, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Mormog is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mormog does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Mormog was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Locksmith. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Mormog Lincoln, Male Half-Orc Ranger 16
Medium (6'8") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 16)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 71 (16d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)17 (+3) 10 (+0)8 (-1) 11 (+0)6 (-2)
Skills Intimidation +3, Sleight of Hand +8
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +8 / 4d10+3, Ranged +8 / 4d10+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1302

Possessions: 1000 gp.


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Ahlyssa Hayden, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available she will default to her sword. She has styled her white hair well, parting it to the right. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: She was born in the south. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Ahlyssa Hayden, Female Human Warlock 1
Medium (4'7") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)8 (-1) 11 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1221000

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Breastplate.


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Avelina Fasharash, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is lean but muscular and usually wears her yellow robe and has her hand crossbow always slung over her shoulder. Her brown hair is braided into rings. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Avelina Fasharash, Female Half-Elf Barbarian 2
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (2d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Arcana +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Simple lock.


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Emeny Clayton, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Sage mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barkeep and was forced into it by her family; and regain custody of her son

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Posh accent

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Emeny Clayton, Female Human Sorcerer 6
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)11 (+0) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 10 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +4, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +3 / 2d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day126653

Possessions: 4000 sp.


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Rurik Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears grey trousers with red and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Rurik alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Rurik Trueanvil, Male Dwarf Warlock 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12220000

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.


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Vrondiss Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tattered old clothes. His crest, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Uses sign language

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Vrondiss Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn Barbarian 1
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 16 (+3)13 (+1)
Skills Perception +5, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Chain shirt.


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Adelard Hybrid, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a mace on his belt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pirate accent

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Adelard Hybrid, Male Half-Elf Aristocrat 1
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)10 (+0) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +2, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Auran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2

Possessions: 70 gp.


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