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Werydd Trueblood, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: An older woman who wears a grey tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes, she is not a threatening figure. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Werydd was born with her father's beautiful face. Werydd abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Werydd Trueblood, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 15 (+2)16 (+3) 6 (-2)11 (+0)
Skills Religion +5, Survival +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 40 gp. Onyx (40 gp).


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Gillyd Bigtoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She keeps her black hair in a flapper bob. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Gillyd's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Gillyd Bigtoe, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)6 (-2) 9 (-1)15 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +0, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Shivering Blossom, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Fletcher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched, excited

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Shivering Blossom, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)10 (+0) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 15 (+2)18 (+4)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116500

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Chain shirt.


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Delre Daraln, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Delre grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Delre Daraln, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 18 (+4)13 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 300 sp.


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Nurkara Rakankrak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She is portly but not overly obese. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

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 Nurkara reached her early adolescence her Dwarf 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. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Slow speaker

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Nurkara Rakankrak, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)8 (-1) 7 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Perception +0, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Traubon Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. 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 a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Traubon Foamtankard, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 16 (+3)13 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 70 gp.


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Nalral Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His red hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Nalral is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: The child of a Gardener, who enjoyed hunting, Nalral was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Body Guard and was forced into it by his family; and he is greedy

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Nalral Trueanvil, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 11 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Intimidation +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 50 gp. 4 Thunderstones.


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Jo Leagallow, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her head has been shaved. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Jo was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Jo abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Jo Leagallow, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 150 gp. Coral (50 gp).


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Tyna Stonebridge, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: This woman loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low range voice

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Tyna Stonebridge, Female Halfling Sorcerer 3
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 14 (+2)17 (+3)
Skills Investigation +1, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 500 sp.


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