Mardred Morigak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She is physically well-built. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Shipwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shipwright work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Shipwright for the past few years.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and expand her business
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Hamil Littlefoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Hamil hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He uses divination through singing.
History: Hamil 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. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Radomir Whispermouse, Male Halfling [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 red hair is heavily combed to the left. He has blue eyes and a white hat with a green feather.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A true patriot, Radomir would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Radomir 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 an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his old friends
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 27000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
Peter Trollope, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 6'6". He wears a grey vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is auburn and very short. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Peter was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Junk Dealer. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.
Motivation: Gnomish compassion.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Abyssal
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Silvo Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are amber.
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 terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Silvo 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 made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Draconic, Undercommon, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Birel Rothenel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is wearing a long, violet cloak. Her chestnut hair is cut short. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.
Personality: She is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
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: 300 sp.
Igden Miggledy, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are brown and catlike.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. 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 born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was a Roofer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 pp. 2 Holy water.
Alex Yaeldrin, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Faral Fasharash, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a tan shirt, with a green mid length skirt with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her golden hair is still thick. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Faral took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 7 Acid flasks.
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