Marastyr Torunn, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She very much looks the part of a Mayor. She has slicked back white hair. Her eyes are a pleasant violet.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. She struck the Mayor job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a body guard again
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Sard (50 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp).
Orryn Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 3'4" and wears a blue collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his blonde hair down. His eyes are a pleasant brown.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Halimath Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His tied-back hair is black. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Halimath 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Dara Amastacia, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right leg. She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Dara liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Nicholas Cotton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His red hair is knotted and matted. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Revenge; and many goblins want him driven away
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Synthrin Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. Her rusty crest is lengthy. Her fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Synthrin isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her childhood dream was to be a Bricklayer, but she was a colossal failure. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Geva Raethran, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She tends to wear a violet poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Geva grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She found a children's book about a Half-Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Fonkin Albaratie, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has moderate length white hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Fonkin took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Andram Dischord, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Andram grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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