Ahinar Firahel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is dressed in an above average manner. She has a very tight haircut. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp).
Melissa Rayden, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her small grey hat.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Melissa was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When Melissa reached her early adolescence her Human 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Military, Poor. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.
Nagrette Sydney, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears white trousers with black and green striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was born into a rich family. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Nagrette took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She bought a trident and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and money/treasure
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Jabbie Musgraben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His tied-back hair is blonde. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Jabbie was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He struck the Bookbinder job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Yvonne Gyula, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned female dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Barrister. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Yvonne fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Two Llamas On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Miner. She is portly but not overly obese. Her fur is gray and curly. Her eyes are copper and beady.
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 obsessed with her god.
History: Two Llamas was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 9 years.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a crush on the local gardener
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Jheri Kimbatuul, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has green crest. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: Born in the north to a Baker, Jheri learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. 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 Baker for the past few years.
Motivation: Expand her business; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 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: 600 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (40 gp).
Darrak Bofdann, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Callie Tosscobble, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her silver hair is singed and shortened. She has green eyes and a red hat with a white feather.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. To her fellows she 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Callie was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying south to reunite her family. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She wants revenge against drow; and a deep hatred of drow
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
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