Riardon Mellerelel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a violet coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
Lone Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears tattered old clothes. She has no fur. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
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 Tabaxi in existence. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with her absent father
Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Sarai Honeypot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and doesn't want to be a stylist and was forced into it by her family
Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Military, Family. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Deep green spinel (140 gp).
Aelar Eathalena, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Valorean Shestendeliath, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Valorean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Valorean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Delg Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is long and white with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: To be a Farmer again; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 20 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Hork Wellington, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 dresses like a well dressed Bather does. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Born in the south to a Bather, Hork learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bather for the past few years.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Veit Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When Veit 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 3000 cp.
Ranala Wildwander, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a blue vest and prefers white and yellow shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her hair is short and blonde. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her top blue hat.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Ranala took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 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: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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