Sethrekar Xephyrbahnor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his green crest up. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Through the years after Sethrekar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Sethrekar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Aura Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. His white fur is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his copper eyes.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Slave Trader father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Red garnet (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Joser Leagallow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Joser was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Persistence, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Shane Kelsey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a grey tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Blacksmith. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he's in love
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. White pearl (60 gp).
Alvyn Fapplestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: Alvyn hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He married young, but lost his spouse to dire rats. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
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 | 4 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Pikar Hogcollar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears bulky white painted plate armor. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is baby faced.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pikar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Pikar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Vanuath Horineth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is golden and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Infernal, 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 | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 12000 cp.
Morgran Bofdann, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Morgran 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 260 gp. White pearl (160 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp).
Shifting Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. She carries with her a set of axes on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. Her fur is gray and curly. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Born to a Server, her father struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Shifting was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Shifting's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Shifting and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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