Tordrid Goldfinder, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She has slicked back red hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Farmer who has hired her part-time. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Tordrid hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. She took after her mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her mother taught her to defend herself. When her mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Tordrid began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Tordrid was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Has a crush, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp).
Sapply Waggletop, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Cook. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cook work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cook work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He is greedy; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion
Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
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: 140 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Rohesia Acton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is very fat, and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has wavy black hair. 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 speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She works hard and plays hard.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive, Hedonist. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon
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: 3000 cp.
Ethereal Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has white fur. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. The family's rival house kidnapped her sister with the intent that her sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. After a long history of fighting, Ethereal and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and wants to raise her children well
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Cask On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older woman who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs, she is not a threatening figure. She has moderate length black fur. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her copper eyes.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is a great chef.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. After coming to the age of reason, Cask took it upon herself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Some 9 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Cask never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Military, In love. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.
Fabien Cobblelob, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 290 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).
Ivellios Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are gray and beady.
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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When Ivellios reached his early adolescence his Elf 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.
Braak Brady, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left leg. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and green handkerchief worn on his left side. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Braak was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Map Maker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Map Maker.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Gerbo Nucklestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his white hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and revenge
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, In love, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 220 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp).
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