Calcitro Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are blue.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Cook father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Richard Ofandrus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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 doesn't want to be a painter and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Conrad Pickering, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Gardener but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Pacifist, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Cumpen Folkor, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Apothecary for the past few years.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Great Of Passion, Male Tabaxi [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 wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is a Baker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: Great was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Great took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He tends to his Baker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and sabotage a competitor
Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Thunderstones.
Tiaathque Caerdonel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She prefers to wear flannel. Her head has been shaved. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Tiaathque hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her singing career. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She was born in a small forest village. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her martial talents. She has never given up on her singing dream.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Blendaeth Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available she will default to her club. Her green crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her red eyes.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Bellfounder arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Delg Glanhig, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His brown hair is still thick. He is baby faced.
Personality: Delg speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a great chef.
History: Born in the south to a Doctor, Delg learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Doctor like his mother before him.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to be a dyer again
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 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: 400 sp.
Lagazi Haley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her green robe. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. Being a Mason kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Azurite (8 gp).
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