Mugrunden Qyxpahrgh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His brass crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are gold.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses divination through singing.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. Rock crystal (70 gp).
Dayereth Horineth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 2 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Meriele Lathalas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
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 a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.
History: Meriele was born with her mother's beautiful face. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: 400 sp. Rose (60 gp).
Henk Stafford, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He takes great joy in being the best Barber in town.
History: Born to a Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has achieved small success as a Barber.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Dreali Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan Stetson hat and tan clothes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has wavy red hair. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Dreali was born with his mother's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
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 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Hadarai Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Hadarai was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Pink pearl (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Don Ostoroth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with white slacks. His blonde hair is cut short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Don took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and his religion dominates his actions
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.
Tim Clinton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Terran, Halfling
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: 90 gp.
Jo Brightmoon, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Jo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and she's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
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 | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.
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