Olunt Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is dressed in an above average manner, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fax Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His crest is cut close to his head. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Map Maker born in the past three hundred years. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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. Fax took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He became a Map Maker soon after.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Eberk Strakeln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When Eberk reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Tharivol Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his club, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has shaved his head bald. He has gray eyes.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Unemployed hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 0 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Left-Handed On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Left-Handed was born the youngest of three triplets. She has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Avice England, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is white and curly. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Avice alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Jebeddo Nopenstallen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears professional attire. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise violet.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Jebeddo grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has a crush on the local tailor
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 28000 cp.
Lilith Knack, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and prefers to wear flannel. Her hair is purple and curly. She has silver eyes and a green hat with a yellow feather.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In her 12th year, her parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Lilith alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and she desires to right it.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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4 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Tiaathque Withrethin, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on her right hand. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.
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