Helja Morigak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. 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 auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. Her ears are large.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Tordrid Frostbeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the left. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tordrid was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Phelaia Mystery, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. Her purple hair, when down, is lengthy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.
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. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has worked as a Sculptor like her mother before her.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and doesn't want to be a sculptor and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military, Job. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Rathkran Raghthroknaar, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. His green crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are red and beady.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Rathkran does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
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. After coming to the age of reason, Rathkran took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Amethyst (60 gp). 1 Superior lock.
Ahrim Secret, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze, and carries hammers. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Ahrim is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
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. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
William Hardy, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Celestial, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Lone Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman usually wears her pastel robe and has her sword always slung over her shoulder. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her right hand. She has moderate length lavender fur. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and money/treasure
Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: Blue quartz (13 gp). 6 Acid flasks.
Whurdred Durthane, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 380 gp. Jet (120 gp).
Heward Ramsey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: He was born in a small island village. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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