Mamnen Contempt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise white.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: Mamnen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Human compassion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 360 gp.
Sora Tiammanthyllish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears bulky green painted plate armor. Her gold crest is braided into rings. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Guard
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Draconic
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 1800 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp).
Gargax Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. His gold crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gargax grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Draconic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Five Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are copper and beady.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. A true patriot, Five would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Traulam Burrows, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses like a well dressed Spy does. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. A gifted student she started as a Herbalist, but she got bored and became a Spy. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Nuraval Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nuraval is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Nuraval 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Nalral Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and black pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Miner.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Miner and was forced into it by his family; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Religious, Job. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Smoking Moon, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has styled his beige fur well, parting it to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Korfel Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and greataxes. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Korfel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Korfel decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Alexandrite (200 gp).
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