Fulbar Wildcloak, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and carries rapiers. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Fulbar reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Terran, Giant, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Thamuz Rapture, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His hair is short and blue. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Thamuz took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Undercommon, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Eye agate (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern.
Balimaar Shelly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His childhood dream was to be a Sculptor, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Werydd Eversharp, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Bather arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. 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. Werydd fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1900 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Hematite (8 gp).
Justin Berevan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He 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 sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Celestial, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3200 sp.
Borun Underbough, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears just a white suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Borun was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Elegant Of Passion, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'5" western man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black fur is lengthy. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his broad pastel hat.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He tends to his Actor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Actor responsibilities is difficult; and his religion dominates his actions
Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Celestial, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Crowbar.
Habor Fright, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a green vest and prefers white and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His brown hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Habor has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Cockaby Munggen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has brown eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.
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