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Kairon Victory, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is braided into rings. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Kairon Victory, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 8 (-1)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Shadow Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A 5'8" southern man, he wears professional attire. His lavender fur is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born to a Ruler, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

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Shadow Of Clay, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)10 (+0) 15 (+2)16 (+3) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Nature +5, Religion +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 3000 cp. Tourmaline (120 gp).


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Leshanna Firahel, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her tied-back hair is brown. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Leshanna 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: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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Leshanna Firahel, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 9 (-1)7 (-2) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Insight +1, Religion +0
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Backpack.


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Seven Fang, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering her clean studded leather. She keeps her lavender fur in a flapper bob. Her ears are large.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the west to a Brewer, Seven learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She became a Brewer soon after.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

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Seven Fang, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)18 (+4) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 8 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills History +4, Medicine +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Damakos Grief, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: An older man who sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His silver unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Damakos and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Damakos Grief, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)9 (-1) 12 (+1)11 (+0) 9 (-1)17 (+3)
Skills Religion +2, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Ulfgar Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Ulfgar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born in a small island village. After coming to the age of reason, Ulfgar took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Ulfgar Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)15 (+2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +4, Intimidation +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Az-Bror Hadleigh, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'9" and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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Az-Bror Hadleigh, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)17 (+3) 11 (+0)8 (-1) 10 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Sleight of Hand +5, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.


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Emen Cornish, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Ruler profession.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. After a long history of fighting, Emen and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hissing voice

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Emen Cornish, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)11 (+0) 7 (-2)12 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Persuasion +2, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Savaran Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She carries a battered crossbow and tarnished axe as well. Her gold crest is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Savaran was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Rolls R's

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Savaran Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)9 (-1) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Persuasion +3, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116500

Possessions: 1600 sp.


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