Havilar Wystongjiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She has moderate length green crest. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Barrister. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Draconic, Aquan
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: Golden pearl (130 gp).
Alex Horner, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is a great chef.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Chain shirt.
Trag Hadlee, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a black shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. After months of barely getting by, Trag managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
Motivation: Seeks redemption.
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Shautha Clive, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her tan robe, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her black hair is long and unkept. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.
History: She got into the Weaver business at a young age. In her 15th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Shautha alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and many orcs want her driven away
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).
Eridred Deepdelver, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears baggy grey pantaloons and a pastel scarf. Her red hair is cut short. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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 on a small isolated farm. Eridred liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has achieved small success as a Mayor.
Motivation: Expand her business; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.
Aura Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood. He keeps his brown fur in a flapper bob. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive, Insane. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Red garnet (60 gp).
Mozfel Walcott, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and red with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Red garnet (160 gp).
Jade Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Jade 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 in a small mountains village. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Jade 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 Jade. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cook and was forced into it by his family; and expand his business
Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Breastplate.
Felgrat Tickle, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is dressed in an above average manner, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.
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 underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: Felgrat was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.
Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
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