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Ruloth Turnuroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with brown slacks. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length scarlet crest. Her fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Ruloth hails from a village terrorized by giants. Ruloth 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and half-orc compassion

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Ruloth Turnuroth, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 18 (+4)10 (+0)
Skills Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 60 gp.


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Skirt Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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: Skirt lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Courier they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

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Skirt Of Clay, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)15 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Medicine +3, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Reynard Hadley, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rolls R's

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Reynard Hadley, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)12 (+1) 13 (+1)5 (-3) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Athletics +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 90 gp.


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Simon Coombs, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Simon 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. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 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 to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Slurs words

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Simon Coombs, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 16 (+3)12 (+1) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Persuasion +4, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 700 sp.


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Baern Strakeln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Baern took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sellsword they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Armorer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low and grunting

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Baern Strakeln, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 110 gp.


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Veit Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a grey collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is thinning but still full. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Raspy

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Veit Foamtankard, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)17 (+3) 7 (-2)14 (+2) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +3, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: Onyx (80 gp). Amber (120 gp). Jade (120 gp).


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Elizabeth Mori, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she dresses like a well dressed Miller does. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the right. 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 tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has worked as a Miller like her mother before her.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Eastern European accent

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Elizabeth Mori, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)17 (+3) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +4, History +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 1000 cp.


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Pijjirik Baharoosh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His crest is black and curly. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Irish accent

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Pijjirik Baharoosh, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Arcana +3, Medicine +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 700 sp.


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Myev Shelly, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Myev Shelly, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 14 (+2)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +2, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 7000 cp.


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