Myria Brightmoon, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears white trousers with brown and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her red hair is heavily combed to the left. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She bought a rapier and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Goblin, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Purban Nimblefingers, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'0" northern man, he wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are brown and beady.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, PTSD. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Quillathe Goltorah, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a tattooed face.
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 Elf in existence. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quillathe fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and to settle down with her crush
Ideals: Justice, Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Chain shirt.
Manfred Wade, Male Human [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 a fancy grey suit. His auburn hair is cut short. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He uses divination through singing.
History: He got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Dayereth Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is portly but not overly obese. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Dayereth was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and money/treasure
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Gale Of Dragons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Gale hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: He comes from a rich northern family. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Morg Huckabee, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears white trousers with tan and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Morg was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He's in love; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Sarah Clapham, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of longbows on her belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length blonde hair. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Sarah was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 12 years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Goblin
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: 140 gp. Moonstone (40 gp).
Salasar Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [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 wears a black vest and prefers brown and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Salasar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has a crush on the local fortune-teller
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Carnelian (60 gp).
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