Isabella Shipley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a mite stocky and wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Interpreter arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Isabella was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Isabella decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and 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: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Williamina Richie, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a violet costume with the symbols of death on her torso. Her blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. She has green eyes.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Williamina was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Williamina decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and seeks redemption
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
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 |
Possessions: 340 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Makaria Entropy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. 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. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Sage they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Assassin, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Shivering Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His fur is short and orange. He has copper eyes.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Shivering grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Shivering reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
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: 120 gp.
Vicky Middleton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With wild auburn hair. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Vicky was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Vicky has worked very hard to control her curse. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.
Flaws: Lazy, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Shane Redfield, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.
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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: Born to a Mortician, his mother struggled to pay the bills. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered giants who tried to eat his hand. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and revenge
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan, Giant, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Thradal Bofdann, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is physically well-built. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has hazel eyes.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with his god.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Percival Tealeaf, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Percival took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tomph Wesley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a husky woman, who dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with white slacks. Her auburn hair is still thick. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.
History: She was born in the north. Tomph was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Scribe. She has taken up work as a Scribe and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.
Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
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