Jocelyn Ryland, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'5". He very much looks the part of a Spice Merchant, and his gloved hand is found clutching a kukri. He has moderate length silver hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Jocelyn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Jocelyn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.
Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Antitoxin.
Willow Stoutbridge, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Broce Horcusporcus, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is cut short. His violet eyes dart from person to person.
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. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: The child of a Adventurer, who enjoyed hunting, Broce was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Tûmhom Enfield, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tûmhom fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Ar-Baruk Woods, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He wears dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Orc
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 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Bloodstone (60 gp).
Thradal Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Moon Treat, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length yellow fur. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. The war was a terrible time for him, and Moon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Moon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Phann Hanali, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has never given up on her dancing dream.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Sarah Colby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. Her blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Sarah was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Painter. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
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