Ea Pandaemonium, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Carpenter. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. She wears her chestnut hair down. Her black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: 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; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. Azurite (15 gp).
Halimath Mellerelel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Halimath was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Halimath's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Tricking Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Apothecary. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He has worked as a Apothecary like his father before him.
Motivation: To be a Dyer again.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp).
Shedinn Daardendrian, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an entirely green suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Shedinn grew up listening to his father's many stories. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Shedinn has worked very hard to control his curse. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Huru Marlee, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south.
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Roger Harlow, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Roger was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Pallabar Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He uses divination through singing.
History: Pallabar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. After coming to the age of reason, Pallabar took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Fenriz Dodge, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man prefers to wear flannel. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Fenriz took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fenriz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and 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
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family, Nature. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Silent Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a pastel coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His fur is gray, silky, and of moderate length. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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