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Ortegar Stoutbridge, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with blue slacks. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Ortegar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Map Maker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and doesn't want to be a engraver and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Russian accent

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Ortegar Stoutbridge, Male Halfling Sorcerer 3
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Investigation +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Marbas Generous, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a black vest and prefers grey and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

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Marbas Generous, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)16 (+3) 7 (-2)17 (+3) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Religion +5, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 800 sp. Coral (100 gp). 4 Antitoxin.


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Kilvar Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with tan pants. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kilvar grew up listening to his father's many stories. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

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Kilvar Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)16 (+3) 13 (+1)16 (+3) 16 (+3)8 (-1)
Skills Athletics +5, Deception +1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Draconic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Drifting Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman prefers to wear flannel. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has no fur. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She's also a talented Barber, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a barber again

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Slow speaker

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Drifting Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)18 (+4) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)12 (+1)
Skills Arcana +2, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Helen Oakes, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her right hand. She has wavy brown hair. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Painter arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with her Merchant mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

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Helen Oakes, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Hillanot Mohradyllion, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her green robe. She has moderate length silver crest. Her eyes are a pleasant red.

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 is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Through the years after Hillanot was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Hillanot's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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Hillanot Mohradyllion, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)11 (+0) 10 (+0)16 (+3) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Riardon Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He 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. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. During his travels, Riardon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Riardon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Riardon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Breathy voice

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Riardon Floshem, Male Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 6 (-2)14 (+2) 14 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Performance +2, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 9000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).


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Ivellios Meliamne, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Ivellios Meliamne, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 6 (-2)6 (-2) 15 (+2)8 (-1)
Skills Insight +4, Persuasion +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: Rose (80 gp).


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Nella Astley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 6'3", this woman wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her silver hair is cut short. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Nella was born with her mother's beautiful face. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Nella Astley, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 10 (+0)9 (-1) 17 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 200 sp. Silver pearl (100 gp).


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