Diesa Trollbleeder, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is an amazing painter.
History: Gifted from a young age, Diesa studied abroad. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She has taken up work as a Mortician and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Fivin Ethanasath, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
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. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Born in the south to a Knight, Fivin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and regain custody of his daughter
Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Red-brown spinel (110 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Nutae Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. A true patriot, Nutae would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is content
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Drifting Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries greatswords. His white fur is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Drifting was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drifting fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Veloptima Fapplestamp, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. Her red hair is knotted and matted. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 89. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Sheggen Ashley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: The child of a Adventurer, who enjoyed hunting, Sheggen was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Architect
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Ronwe Harmony, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears dull black sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. Her blue hair is knotted and matted. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ronwe is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. After a long history of fighting, Ronwe and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Hirrathak Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a worn and beaten armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His scarlet crest is lengthy. His red eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. 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 afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Hirrathak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. At some point he was captured by drow and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.
Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4 Thunderstones. 3 Holy water. 4 Tanglefoot bags.
Fivin Horineth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Fivin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 2 Thunderstones.
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