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Creega Rutland, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She wears her blonde hair up. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Being a Layabout kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, In love, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Nasally tone

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Creega Rutland, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 16 (+3)3 (-4)
Skills Insight +5, Performance -2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Shifting Fang, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. She carries with her a set of hand crossbows on her belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. Her long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. 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: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Russian accent

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Shifting Fang, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)15 (+2) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills History +4, Persuasion +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 1000 cp.


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Justin Bing, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in the east. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dutch accent

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Justin Bing, Male Human Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +4, Medicine +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Tree Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. He has done his best to style his cinnamon fur to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Adventurer, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Adventurer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and balancing his hectic life and new ploughman responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mousy voice

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Tree Of Storm, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 15 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Insight +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 3000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (60 gp).


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Quick Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Her fur is cut close to her head. She has copper eyes.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. 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 born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Mundane, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Hissing voice

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Quick Paws, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 15 (+2)6 (-2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +0, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Watson Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his brown hair down. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Priest business.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and balancing his hectic life and new priest responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Watson Porridgepot, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)19 (+4) 6 (-2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +3, History +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 370 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Umpen Gobblefirn, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. His white hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

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Umpen Gobblefirn, Male Gnome Sorcerer 4
Small (3'3") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 21 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)16 (+3) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1066

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Mary Clinton, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a hand crossbow on her belt. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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Mary Clinton, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)9 (-1) 5 (-3)17 (+3) 11 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Nature +5, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Euphemia Elderberry, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 3'1", this woman dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with white slacks. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Euphemia abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Euphemia Elderberry, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)17 (+3) 16 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +5, Nature +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (50 gp).


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