Korfel Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Bulzo Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.
Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Cook arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Sammal Still, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are red and beady.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy
Ideals: Opinionated, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).
Jabbie Dunben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is short and brown. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 68. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Jabbie was born with his father's beautiful face. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Disease, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Thava Raghthroknaar, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She has moderate length red crest. Her red eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Gifted from a young age, Thava studied abroad. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Thava took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sage
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 270 gp. 4 Thunderstones.
Reirak Torunn, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His hair is white and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is an amazing painter.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Reirak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Reirak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Naivara Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull black iron scale mail. She wears her black hair up. Her eyes are blue and beady.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Artin Caebrek, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 4'3" and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. She has slicked back red hair. Her eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Detective work with an outfit from a few towns over. Detective work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Artin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Zedaar Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and carries hand crossbows. He keeps his bronze crest in a pixie cut. He has gold eyes.
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. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Zedaar 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. Zedaar 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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