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Rûkdûg Beverly, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Rûkdûg was born the youngest of three triplets. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Rûkdûg Beverly, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
20 (+5)18 (+4) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d4+5, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (40 gp).


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Harvest Of Wine, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she tends to wear a large pastel jacket. Her red fur is still thick. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Harvest isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Indian accent

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Harvest Of Wine, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)16 (+3) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 15 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Arcana +4, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Mishann Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a nunchaku on her belt and is in decent physical shape. She has dyed her greying red crest a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Mishann was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Excited and jittery

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Mishann Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 8 (-1)15 (+2) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Insight +3, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.


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Emen Harlan, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her brown hair is smooth and relatively long. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Hunter profession.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Emen Harlan, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Arcana +3, Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 180 gp.


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Barbena Holderhek, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is very fat, and usually wears her grey robe and has her bow always slung over her shoulder. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are blue.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Tailor who has hired her part-time. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Tailor. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Old thin voice

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Barbena Holderhek, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 15 (+2)14 (+2) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +4, History +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 110 pp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Mara Tiltathana, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her tied-back hair is golden. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bounty Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Mara Tiltathana, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Athletics +1, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Shifting Of Wine, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears bulky brown painted plate armor. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and lances. Her white fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Blacksmith they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Beggar, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Raspy

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Shifting Of Wine, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 11 (+0)9 (-1) 16 (+3)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +1, Insight +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Bryseis Sage, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears a simple green robe with yellow stripes complete with hood, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her chestnut hair in a flapper bob. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. The war was a terrible time for her, and Bryseis does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Bryseis has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Shy, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Bryseis Sage, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 14 (+2)10 (+0) 11 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +4, History +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 330 gp.


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Smoking Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has no fur. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Smoking was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Smoking Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 14 (+2)5 (-3) 9 (-1)15 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Medicine +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 100 gp.


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