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Joan Emsworth, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has no hair. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: She was born into a rich family. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Joan has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Posh accent

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Joan Emsworth, Female Human Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'4") Human, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Investigation +4, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 160 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Tawna Appleblossom, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Born in the east to a Miller, Tawna learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. 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: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Old thin voice

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Tawna Appleblossom, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 9 (-1)15 (+2) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +3, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 80 gp. Azurite (10 gp).


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Fragrant In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. She wears a colorful flower in her brown fur. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born in the east. 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 north. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Fisher, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Fragrant In the Morning, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)17 (+3) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 14 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Nature +3, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 140 gp.


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Therlin Thrahak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length red hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

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 invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Therlin Thrahak, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 14 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Namfoodle Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a tan vest and prefers black and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Namfoodle was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks in third person

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Namfoodle Fiddlefen, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)13 (+1) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 7 (-2)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +0, Intimidation +5
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 160 gp.


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Oloric Stoutale, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has green eyes.

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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

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. Through the years after Oloric was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Oloric's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He tends to his Gardener job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Oloric Stoutale, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)7 (-2) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 8 (-1)10 (+0)
Skills History +4, Investigation +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Seddit Charisma, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her purple hair is heavily combed to the left. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for her, and Seddit does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low and grunting

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Seddit Charisma, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)18 (+4) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 12 (+1)19 (+4)
Skills Intimidation +6, Stealth +6
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 20 gp.


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Dayereth Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: pre-pubescent

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Dayereth Berevan, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)11 (+0) 9 (-1)10 (+0) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Perception +4, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 110 gp. Pink pearl (100 gp).


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Clerebold Holton, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Clerebold's homeland. Clerebold decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Being a Barkeep kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spanish accent

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Clerebold Holton, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)11 (+0) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +3, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 300 sp.


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