Vicky Adley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. Her brown hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A freak accident while working with her Tanner mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Ahvain Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Born in the south to a Mayor, Ahvain learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mayor. He has achieved small success as a Mayor.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
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: 80 gp.
Barfa Sutherland, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears an entirely white suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes, marred by beers. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Barfa was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Barfa was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Barfa decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Half-Elven compassion.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Giant, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp).
Akta Art, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a black shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and green pants. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is short and white. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with music. She constantly tries to fill her life with music. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: The child of a Barber, who enjoyed hunting, Akta was taken on many hunting expeditions. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Servant.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Robbie Porridgepot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: 2'11" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and yellow, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her tied-back hair is red. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She hates drow. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Knight arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.
Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Vaina Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Spy born in the past three hundred years. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Spy responsibilities is difficult; and she is greedy
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp).
Sora Bhenkumbyrznaax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She was raised in a plains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Sora took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Furrele Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her crest, while still mostly gold, has prominent grey streaks. She is baby faced.
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. The war was a terrible time for her, and Furrele does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Furrele was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Zûmug Weston, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He has moderate length black hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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, Zûmug is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Zûmug reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Banded mail.
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