Don Dumph, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Savaran Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears dull green sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed bow, just in case. Her white crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes are likewise red.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan
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 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Gunter Beckwith, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'0" and is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His hair is black and very short. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Animal Trainer. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Animal Trainer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Animal Trainer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Gimble Lingenhall, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He is baby faced.
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 is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He's in love; and he would like to get married and retire
Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 3 (-4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged -2 / 1d4-4, Grapple -2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Aelar Malcolms, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a violet shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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 parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Flaws: Insane, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Two Llamas Of World, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Standing 5'3", this man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull white iron scale mail. He has moderate length orange fur. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi 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 struck the Fisher job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 6 Acid flasks.
Mialee Melancon, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around her ears. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Mialee liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: She is content; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).
Vaina Eathalena, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars. She sports chestnut long hair. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Interpreter who has hired her part-time. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Vaina liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she would like to get married and retire
Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Spring In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a brown coat. Her fur is lavender, silky, and of moderate length. This yellow eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Spring took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
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