Savaran Delmirev, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 6'4". She wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her green crest is thinning but still full. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Savaran was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Savaran's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Drogo Rutland, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Thervan Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple tan robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Goblin, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Amethyst (50 gp).
Chem Comedy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. He has moderate length purple hair. His eyes are white and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Chem was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Chem's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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. Chem fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Silk rope.
Egelina Jacobs, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her brown hair is well kept. Her eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: The child of a Detective, who enjoyed hunting, Egelina was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her childhood dream was to be a Detective, but she was a colossal failure. She bought a whip and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Shava Ostoroth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears blue trousers with pastel and tan striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She is physically well-built. She sports auburn long hair. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. Shava is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was born in a small forest village. Her father worked until she suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. She had to support her now crippled father and took her father's old job. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cartwright and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Mardnab Fabblestabble, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She very much looks the part of a Herbalist. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. A friendly and beautiful Gnome, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Herbalist. She became a Herbalist soon after.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Baggi Ansley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her head has been shaved. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: She is a Chromatic Dragon in disguise. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Paelias Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears professional attire. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy
Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
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: 5000 cp. Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.
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