Hugh Alton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished nunchaku as well. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.
Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hugh grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).
Thakrak Woods, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with red slacks. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has white hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.
History: The child of a Ploughman, who enjoyed hunting, Thakrak was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 270 gp.
Leaf Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her ears are large.
Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Leaf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She has achieved small success as a Shipwright.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Vezera Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is renowned for her bright black dresses and hats. She keeps her silver crest in a pixie cut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: She desires power and/or immortality; and she feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Altho Glenfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His hair is black and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Altho took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Tanner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 290 gp.
Two Llamas Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white fur. He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. He has a hunchback. His fur is white and curly. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Two Llamas grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Ideals: Opinionated, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Rose (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).
Chassath Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is typically in her Actor uniform. She keeps her long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. Her red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has achieved small success as a Actor.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Pacifist, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Fivin Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sword. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: Fivin was born with his father's beautiful face. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Eloise Martell, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 4'8" southern woman, she very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. Her golden hair is matted, messy, and big. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: Eloise was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
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