Quarion Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Born in the south to a Dyer, Quarion learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dyer responsibilities is difficult; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Simon Byron, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured and is in decent physical shape. His black hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ostracized due to the divine 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 became a Sellsword soon after.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Zircon (80 gp).
Osco Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. His auburn hair is cut short. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He refers to his adoptive mother 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 the only child of a wealthy merchant. His first spouse was a Bowyer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 20 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Callybon Oomtrowl, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 3'6" southern woman, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the left. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has achieved small success as a Bather.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 2 Alchemist’s fire.
Marastyr Ungart, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her bow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She has blonde hair. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She bought a bow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To end her boredom; and she seems to be bored by most things
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Abyssal
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 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Eleanor Cason, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her black robe. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by gnolls. Eleanor was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Quick Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a fancy brown suit. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Quick took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Being a 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: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Abyssal
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 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Hematite (11 gp). Red garnet (140 gp). 3 Thunderstones.
Vicky Read, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Foxilon Warmwater, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Foxilon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Shout outs: Stacey, Adam Fowler, Amanda Kettles, Angelo Anderson, Appreciate Witch of Life, AstroLass, bilbens baggo, Brian Nunziato, Bryan Sheairs, Brysen Packer, Bryson Waits, Burlyfighter, Caitlin W., Christopher Allbritton, CJMAXP, Connor, Dalton Elliott, Damon Carrington, Daniel Edwards, David Schraff, Dragons With Jetpacks, Elisa Martinez, eric sun, Ezzela1891, Federica Frezza, Gordon Alexander Fallon, Gundar Wez, Iofire, Irate The Pirate, Jade Arrowood, Jake Lane, Jeremiah Walker, Jess, Joe Dalby, John Nazario, JollyGamer, Jonathan Lekse, Jordan Brazeal, Joshua David Maddox, Justin Snyder, Kerry Melton, Kevin, KFB_Patreon, KingHavok1217, Kingyo Senpai, Kyle Clark, Lisa Tucker, Liz Fontain, Lizzie, Lou Bliss, Luke P, Mario Pizzamiglio, Mark L, Matt Yates, Max Hops, Maxwell Mayer, Michael Hamilton, Millergendraft, mtnman1979@aol.com, Mx Charlie, Mylon Schroder, Nahellion, Nathan, Nicholas Zamora, Nick Soucy, Phil Mehl, Phillip P Torchia, Pythor Sen, R., Rachel Anderson, Ray Bissonnette, Remora Jewel, Robert Rich, Robert Skadsem, Ryan Flagg, SallySparrow132, Sarah Holland, Serafina Moon, Shane Andrews, ShortyMcgibble, Sik Makoyi, Siren, Stefan Gottschalk's, Steve Rosenlund, Stuart, Syn21, That Video Editor Nic, thea musing, Trev909, Vedie V, Vincent Drone, Warren Clarida, Wesley Muncy, XMrMonkyx ., Zachary Burgess-Hicks, zachary gee, Zealot23, Zee Livezey
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!

