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Dalgal Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Dalgal hails from a village terrorized by giants. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

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Dalgal Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 10 (+0)9 (-1) 13 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 320 gp. 8 Acid flasks.


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Neega Eastaughffe, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She carries with her a set of sais on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She has dyed her greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Neega fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and half-elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scottish accent

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Neega Eastaughffe, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)9 (-1) 10 (+0)8 (-1) 12 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Arcana +1, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1000 cp.


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Tatyan Xephyrbahnor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available she will default to her scythe. Her white crest is lengthy. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker green hat.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Tatyan Xephyrbahnor, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 10 (+0)9 (-1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Investigation +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 600 sp.


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Balifra Balderk, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her red hair is knotted and matted. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Balifra Balderk, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 18 (+4)10 (+0) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Investigation +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Rangrim Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His head has been shaved. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a Slave Trader, his mother struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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Rangrim Rakankrak, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)6 (-2) 15 (+2)14 (+2) 16 (+3)8 (-1)
Skills Arcana +4, Insight +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 30 gp.


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Veit Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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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 wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Nasally tone

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Veit Foamtankard, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 80 gp. Citrine (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Zedaar Ebynichtomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spice Merchant for hire.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

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Zedaar Ebynichtomonis, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)12 (+1) 14 (+2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Insight +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 700 sp.


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Naal Leeming, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: An older man who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks in third person

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Naal Leeming, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)12 (+1) 14 (+2)17 (+3) 7 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +2, Perception +0
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 50 gp. Red garnet (60 gp).


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Lance Morris, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Lance took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature, Family, Debt. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

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Lance Morris, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)11 (+0) 16 (+3)8 (-1) 8 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +1, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 80 gp. 4 Holy water.


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