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Fallond Holderhek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears professional attire. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the south. His childhood dream was to be a Jeweler, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Masseuse job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Voice breaks

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Fallond Holderhek, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)8 (-1) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Religion +3, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116500

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Marbas Devotion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A 6'7" western man, he prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His dark red hair is smooth and relatively long. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 Cook. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cook for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Marbas Devotion, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)16 (+3) 13 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Perception +3, Performance +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Auran, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.


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Drusilia Yaeldrin, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She prefers to wear flannel. She has red hair. Her eyes are gray and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. 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 in a small desert village. She dropped out of school to support her sick mother, and resented it. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Squeaky

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Drusilia Yaeldrin, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 30 pp.


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Gell Brixton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Gell abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Gell Brixton, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 11 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Deception +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.


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Boddynock Gobblefirn, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a large blue jacket. His hair is brown and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the east to a Courier, Boddynock learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When Boddynock reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military, Job, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched, excited

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Boddynock Gobblefirn, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 17 (+3)13 (+1) 15 (+2)9 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 40 gp. Zircon (50 gp).


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Tordrid Steelfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. Her head has been shaved. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for her, and Tordrid does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tordrid was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Tordrid Steelfist, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)17 (+3) 7 (-2)16 (+3) 15 (+2)5 (-3)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Celestial, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 1100 sp.


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Shadow Peak, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears dark leathers with embroidery. She has done her best to style her lavender fur to look like a famous performer. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Aggressive tone

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Shadow Peak, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)17 (+3) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 12 (+1)18 (+4)
Skills Athletics +3, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Uraim Durthane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. 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 very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

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Uraim Durthane, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Athletics +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Oriel Stapleton, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Oriel was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Oriel's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

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Oriel Stapleton, Female Human Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)17 (+3) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Insight +3, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 40 pp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.


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