Halimath Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He is dressed in an above average manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longsword. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Halimath took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Avice Royal, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available she will default to her ceremonial dagger. Her hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Avice hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Manea Clandestine, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she usually wears her black robe and has her spear always slung over her shoulder. Her brown hair is long and unkept. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She wants revenge against giants; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Aquan, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Silent In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and is pretty ugly. He has wavy orange fur. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Born in the east to a Baker, Silent learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Baker soon after.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Brown-green garnet (80 gp). 4 Holy water.
Eleanor Reed, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Eleanor was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Eleanor decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, 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 | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Namfoodle Nopenstallen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Namfoodle was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Purson Subtlety, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is purple and curly. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.
History: Purson was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mason. He struck the Mason job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Job. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Abyssal, Goblin, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Gale In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and black robe with the hood down. Her long black fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and to end her boredom
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Meriele Aloro, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Meriele 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. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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. 1 Banded mail.
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