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Immeral Solvenstein, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Masseuse responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Immeral Solvenstein, Male Half-Elf Barbarian 8
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 53 (8d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)6 (-2) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +1 / 2d10-2, Grapple -1

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Farideh Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: 6'7" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. Her bronze crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Farideh was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Farideh Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn Commoner 9
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 49 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)10 (+0) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +6, Athletics +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +5

Possessions: 70000 cp.


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Heskan Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a green shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his white crest up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: Heskan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Heskan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He became a Stylist soon after.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Heskan Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)8 (-1) 12 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +3, History +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).


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Tod Stoutbridge, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'3" and typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is lengthy. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a Fortune-teller, his father struggled to pay the bills. A freak accident while working with his Fortune-teller father left him crippled. After a long history of fighting, Tod and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old Prospector

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Tod Stoutbridge, Male Halfling Fighter 5
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 33 (5d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 16 (+3)6 (-2)
Skills Survival +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 60 pp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.


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Ghaliver Thorngage, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears professional attire. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Ghaliver Thorngage, Male Halfling Adept 3
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 15 (3d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)17 (+3) 14 (+2)10 (+0) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Intimidation +1, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1032

Possessions: 17000 cp. Hematite (13 gp).


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Oriel Haley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and she perpetually has her trident ready. Her silver hair is braided into rings. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oriel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Indian accent

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Oriel Haley, Female Human Monk 1
Medium (4'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 18 (+4)14 (+2) 16 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +5, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Giant, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2

Possessions: 160 gp.


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Solomon Samuel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Solomon Samuel, Male Half-Elf Paladin 10
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 91 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)15 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +6, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1201

Possessions: 2100 gp. Amethyst (100 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Citrine (60 gp).


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Roondar Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roondar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Roondar studied abroad. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Roondar Folkor, Male Gnome Bard 13
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 13)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 111 (13d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 19 (+4)14 (+2) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d4+0, Ranged +5 / 4d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1433332

Possessions: 500 pp. Carnelian (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.


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Forcas Care, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This southern man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Guardian, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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Forcas Care, Male Tiefling Warrior 4
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)16 (+3) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 13 (+1)18 (+4)
Skills Intimidation +6, Performance +6
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 100 gp.


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