Mary Alfonso, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears dull yellow sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: Mary hails from a village terrorized by giants. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 600 sp. Coral (80 gp).
Charles Wentworth, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and expand his business
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Einkil Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a grey feathered hat and grey clothes. His hair is auburn and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
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. He worked as a nervous Bookbinder and found it very stressful. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants revenge against illithids
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Rock crystal (30 gp). White pearl (110 gp).
Harvest Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His black fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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, Harvest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
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 divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's in love
Ideals: Joker, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Nithther Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His green crest is braided into rings. His ears are large.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 72. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Nithther was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Verna Greenleaf, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available she will default to her hammer. Her blonde hair is thinning but still full. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Verna is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is an amazing painter.
History: Born in the east to a Sailor, Verna learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 7 years.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and balancing her hectic life and new sailor responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. Alexandrite (200 gp).
Nalaed Trollbleeder, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks, and carries shortbows. With bright red hair. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. The war was a terrible time for her, and Nalaed does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Nalaed was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Delg Daerdahk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
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 obsessed with his god.
History: Delg was born the youngest of three triplets. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Sammal Open, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has wavy silver hair. His ears are large.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
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