Pog Rofferton, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 3'8". He wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Tanner. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: Pog was raised in a hard working conservative environment. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 33 (3d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Nagrette Sharps, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has shaved her head bald. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 3 Holy water.
Gorbundus Argenthrixus, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is typically in his Blacksmith uniform. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white crest has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.
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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Blacksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Blacksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Blacksmith soon after.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Kite Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her fur is short and yellow. Her eyes are yellow and catlike.
Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Kite was born the youngest of three triplets. Kite abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: Elven compassion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 gp.
Thrak Royal, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He was born in the west. His childhood dream was to be a Sailor, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sailor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush.
Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Lewis Yaeldrin, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. 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 filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Rimple Fapplestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Born in the south to a Priest, Rimple learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Priest for the past few years.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 102 (11d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).
Traubon Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has shaved his head bald. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: Traubon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 53 (12d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +8 / 3d10+4, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 23000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Jet (90 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Edge Thunder, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'11" when asserting herself. She has lavender fur. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Edge is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 17)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 85 (17d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 5d4-1, Ranged +7 / 5d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp).
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