Erevan Teinithra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who wears long strands of jet and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erevan was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Tiaathque Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she very much looks the part of a Bellfounder. She has wavy auburn hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Tiaathque took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. She became a Bellfounder soon after.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Bellfounder responsibilities is difficult.
Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Pyntle Cobblelob, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She has red hair. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.
History: Gifted from a young age, Pyntle studied abroad. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Qemuel Delight, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His ears are large.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He found a children's book about a Tiefling 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Helgret Silverstone, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears skinny pants and wears a grey and white robe with the hood down. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Helgret took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Fabien Cobblelob, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 3'6". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: He was born in a small plains village. A gifted student he started as a Assassin, but he got bored and became a Fisher. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Goblin, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Philomena Whispermouse, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. Her hair is short and white. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Philomena was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Cairn Terror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an entirely black suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying blue hair a little too much giving a sharp blue color. His black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Cairn was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Cairn's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Server
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Celestial, Halfling, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Thoradin Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 600 sp. Amethyst (70 gp).
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