Trey Watson, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: Trey hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 60 gp.
Veloptima Horcusporcus, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is an amazing painter.
History: She got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).
Myev Kimberley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and she perpetually has her morningstar ready. Her auburn hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Myev's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. 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. Myev fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Bathin Gift, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has moderate length silver hair. His red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Bathin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Bathin has worked very hard to control his curse. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content
Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Ovak Hastings, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and carries falchions. She is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around her ears. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ovak grew up listening to her father's many stories. 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. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Habor Contempt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. His red eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His first spouse was a Miller, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Miller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Bellfounder, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal
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: 3 Alchemist’s fire.
Aelar Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is blonde and very short. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Server
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Giant, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp).
Nil Hallewell, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he usually wears his white robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder. He has no hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
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 is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp).
Liftrasa Foamtankard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her golden hair is knotted and matted. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: She got into the Mortician business at a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Goblin, Undercommon
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 | 0 |
Possessions: Eye agate (14 gp).
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