Patrin Kerrhylon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears just a black suit. He is physically well-built. He wears a colorful flower in his black crest. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is an amazing painter.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Debt, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Gnoll, 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 | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.
Soveliss Xistsrith, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His golden hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gray.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Soveliss is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Soveliss 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 bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Expand his business; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 90 gp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Koeth Yaeldrin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat and is in decent physical shape. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. Koeth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 600 sp. Zircon (30 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.
Nelkin Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His black hair is lengthy. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nelkin grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). 8 Acid flasks.
Tervaround Gimlen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a tan costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. Her blonde hair is wavy and long. She has a dull look in her green eyes.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: She was born in a small plains village. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. 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 obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Nutae Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and tridents. His hair is black and curly. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Born to a Shoemaker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nutae grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Nutae. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Secretive, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 0 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Glim Fapplestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear flannel. His head has been shaved. He is baby faced.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. After a long history of fighting, Glim and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 600 sp. Amethyst (60 gp).
Henry Presley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Henry was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Apothecary. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Eloise Cromwell, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a simple grey robe with green stripes complete with hood. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. She is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around her ears. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. 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: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, 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. Smoky quartz (30 gp).
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