Marigold Tallfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her red hair is lengthy. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. During her travels, Marigold and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Marigold discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Marigold fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and regain custody of her son
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1300 sp.
Grai Hale, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 4 Antitoxin.
Fallond Stoutale, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Fallond was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Fallond's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Solid gold idol (300 gp).
Lia Selevarun, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: Lia speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
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. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Eye agate (15 gp).
Berrian Fasharash, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed violet hat.
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 uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Berrian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Pink pearl (140 gp).
Jabbie Ningel, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He was born into a rich family. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Butcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Fragrant Of Snakes, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her fur is cinnamon and very short. She has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fragrant grew up listening to her mother's many stories. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Half-Plate.
Takra Thackeray, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: He was born in 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: Regain custody of his son; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Sethrekar Xephyrbahnor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his green crest up. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Through the years after Sethrekar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Sethrekar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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