Az-Adar Abram, Male Half-Orc [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 white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Az-Adar's homeland. Az-Adar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Nicholas Lindsay, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: He was born in the north. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Diesa Trueblood, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'11" when asserting herself. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born into a rich family. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Mialee Cithreth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mialee isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
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 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Fargrim Deepdelver, Male Dwarf [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 head has been shaved. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).
Rangrim Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are green and beady.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rangrim grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Paelias Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Paelias was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Dentratha Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a longbow on her belt. She has styled her brass crest well, parting it to the left. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Dentratha 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. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Being a Animal Trainer 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Jacoba Mori, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a grey and black robe with the hood down, and carries lances. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: She comes from a rich southern family. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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. Jacoba took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
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