Beleth Lust, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has moderate length brown hair. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is a Soapmaker first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She worked as a nervous Soapmaker and found it very stressful. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Soapmaker for hire.
Motivation: Revenge; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Giant, 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 | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.
Eridred Loderr, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 4'2". She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her blonde hair is well kept. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
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. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 22 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt.
Rhogar Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. His eyes are red and catlike.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. Zircon (70 gp).
Namfoodle Loofollue, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His golden hair is cut short. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Namfoodle alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has worked as a Doctor like his father before him.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants revenge against giants
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Geoffrey Lancaster, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Geoffrey was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Family, Job. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Morthos Doom, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a black shirt with thin red vertical stripes and violet pants. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Born in the east to a Spy, Morthos learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Morthos abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has worked as a Spy like his father before him.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Quarion Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 4'7" western man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Quarion was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Quarion's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Lucan Ofandrus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Lucan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Harann Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available she will default to her sickle. Her crest is cut close to her head. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: To end her boredom.
Flaws: Cynical, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Jet (90 gp).
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