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Delebean Humplebumple, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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Delebean Humplebumple, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 9 (-1)9 (-1)
Skills Deception +1, Persuasion +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 60 gp.


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Oriel Lincoln, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a grey collared shirt and tan skirt. She accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slow speaker

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Oriel Lincoln, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)11 (+0) 16 (+3)16 (+3) 13 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Deception +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Auran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 60 gp.


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Blendaeth Linxakasendalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She wears her silver crest up. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Blendaeth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. The war was a terrible time for her, and Blendaeth does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Blendaeth reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Blendaeth Linxakasendalor, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)9 (-1) 12 (+1)6 (-2) 7 (-2)16 (+3)
Skills Religion +0, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 6000 cp.


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Right-Handed Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears a pastel costume with the symbols of strength on her torso. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her orange fur is thinning but still full. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 east. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and doesn't want to be a junk dealer and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Slave, Family, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Posh accent

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Right-Handed Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 8 (-1)16 (+3) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Frederick Blythe, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rolls R's

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Frederick Blythe, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 16 (+3)7 (-2)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Deception +0
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Druidic, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 20 gp.


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Portia Underfoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, marred by chocolates. Her hair is short and red. Her eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Tailor they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Slave Trader, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Portia Underfoot, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)14 (+2) 8 (-1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +2, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 2000 cp.


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Altho High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Altho was taken on many hunting expeditions. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Shortens vowels

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Altho High-hill, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 9 (-1)12 (+1)
Skills Investigation +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 4000 cp.


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Edge Of Dragons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears a pastel vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hissing voice

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Edge Of Dragons, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)10 (+0) 8 (-1)11 (+0) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Banded mail.


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Duvamil Nackle, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She prefers to wear blue clothing when she does not wear armor. She has a long brown ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Duvamil was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Duvamil decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duvamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and 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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

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Duvamil Nackle, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 19 (+4)12 (+1) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Religion +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 320 gp. Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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