Leshanna Withrethin, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She usually wears her tan robe and has her nunchaku always slung over her shoulder. Her head has been shaved. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 3 Antitoxin.
Dalgal Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a grey coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dalgal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
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: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Criella Laughter, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her black hair up. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She hates Tieflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Criella 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. She worked as a nervous Marshal and found it very stressful. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.
Salasar Jerynomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears just a black suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. He keeps his long blue crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Salasar 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. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Salasar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and expand his business
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, In love, Job. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Jarsali Netyoive, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She is renowned for her bright tan dresses and hats. She has brown hair. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Jarsali speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Jarsali reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Mardred Torevir, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears long strands of ruby and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her auburn hair is wavy and long. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 91. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is greedy
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Pink pearl (150 gp). 7 Acid flasks.
Cecily Hildenman, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her auburn hair in a flapper bob. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.
Personality: Cecily hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her painting career. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: She got into the Server business at a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To be a Priest again; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Vani Reedfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman is dressed in a clean red cloak covering her clean studded leather, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: Vani was born with her mother's beautiful face. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Gnome, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
Rolen Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, he is not a threatening figure. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
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