Jak Stoutman, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears professional attire. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: Jak was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Jak was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Cressel Soft, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His blue hair is lengthy. His eyes are white.
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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Cressel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Cressel decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Bounty Hunter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Norman Wasanthi, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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: Norman was born with his father's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and dragonborn compassion
Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Ignan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Kaladan Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy gold crest. He wears green trousers with brown and red striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a hunchback. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are red.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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 Spy. He struck the Spy job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Furrele Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. She keeps her long green crest kept up in a rat tail. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is an amazing painter.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Theobald Raethran, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a yellow shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Biri Argenthrixus, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available she will default to her nunchaku. Her crest is silver and curly. Her eyes are likewise red.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.
Motivation: Wants a kiss.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Slave. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Gilkass Delmirev, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her crest is cut close to her head. 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 is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Ploughman. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To end her boredom; and wants a kiss
Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Acid flasks.
Adrie Lathalas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she very much looks the part of a Spy. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. During her travels, Adrie and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Adrie discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Adrie fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
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