Nora Silveraxe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a brown collared shirt and black skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. To her fellows she 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: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Nora alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Oriax Doubt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and expand his business
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Broce Reese, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 3'7" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Broce has worked very hard to control his curse. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Yurgunn Daraln, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
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 submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. The family's rival house kidnapped her sister with the intent that her sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To end her boredom; and to reunite with her absent father
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Pyntle Fapplestamp, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. She carries with her a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is short and chestnut. She has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a violet feather.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Pyntle was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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. Pyntle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Eiravel Harris, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is blonde and curly. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Travok Trueblood, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His head has been shaved. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Bellfounder father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Secretive. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Xanaphia Xistsrith, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She has a missing left leg. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. Xanaphia 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: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Bellfounder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bellfounder work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 2 Acid flasks.
Miles Brandon, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who wears baggy brown pantaloons and a red scarf. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Miles took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points -1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Draconic, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp.
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