Korinn Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears dull green sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. Her crest, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing music.
History: Korinn hails from a village terrorized by giants. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. She has never given up on her music dream.
Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and to unite with her brother
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Fenriz Charity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are black and catlike.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He takes great joy in being the best Tanner in town.
History: He comes from a rich western family. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Tanner for hire.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp).
Delre Graybeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. She has moderate length golden hair. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is a great chef.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is greedy
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp).
Morkral Silveraxe, 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 wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His tied-back hair is auburn. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morkral grew up listening to his father's many stories. His first spouse was a Apothecary, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Emeny Caerdonel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears long strands of amber and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: She got into the Spy business at a young age. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Golden pearl (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
Veit Foamtankard, 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 wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. 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 goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Citrine (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Zedaar Ebynichtomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spice Merchant for hire.
Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, 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 | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Naal Leeming, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Red garnet (60 gp).
Lance Morris, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Lance took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature, Family, Debt. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 4 Holy water.
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