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Snagog Barney, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a black shirt with thin white vertical stripes and tan pants. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Snagog was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Carter, but he was a colossal failure. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new baker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Snagog Barney, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)11 (+0) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills History +4, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12650000

Possessions: 13000 cp.


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Shadow Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a nunchaku on his belt. His gray fur is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise copper.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shadow fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Shadow Shore, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 140 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.


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Olunt Silverstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, red shirt, and grey tie. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Olunt alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Olunt Silverstone, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 7 (-2)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +3, Athletics +4
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 600 sp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Banded mail.


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Burana Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with black slacks. Her black crest has been sun bleached extensively. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

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 loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Born to a Slave Trader, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Slave Trader they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Tanner, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Burana Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Healer’s kit.


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Nimble Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Nimble is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Nimble Of Ale, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +2, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 1 Superior lock.


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Sweet Shore, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears just a pastel suit. She has moderate length yellow fur. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: She got into the Farmer business at a young age. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Farmer accent

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Sweet Shore, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)19 (+4)
Skills History +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Half-Plate.


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Findex Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Findex is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Findex hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Findex was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Hissing voice

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Findex Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)8 (-1) 15 (+2)18 (+4) 12 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Medicine +3, Persuasion +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Auran, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14530000000

Possessions: 6000 cp. 7 Acid flasks.


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Caeldrim Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Caeldrim was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Map Maker. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and he's in love

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Uses sign language

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Caeldrim Amakiir, Male Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)17 (+3) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 12 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Insight +3, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 2000 sp.


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Miles Casilltenirra, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has taken up work as a Fortune-teller and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Miles Casilltenirra, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)11 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 10 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Arcana +2, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: Just what you see.


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