Tim Camden, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 5'7" and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Tim reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a crush on the local healer
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).
Trail On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a brown coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He wears a colorful flower in his orange fur. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Trail reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Trail never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, In love, Military. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Jo Cherrycheeks, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a fancy white dress. She wears her auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: Born in the east to a Servant, Jo learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother 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's also a talented Masseuse, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Auran, Infernal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Rinn Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rinn grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Rinn. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Elama Mystralath, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a tan shirt, with a pastel mid length skirt with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her silver hair is cut short. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She works hard and plays hard.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with her absent mother
Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Auran, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Gilbert Wilberforce, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Layabout work with an outfit from a few towns over. Layabout work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).
Riswynn Durthane, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is typically in her Armorer uniform, and carries scythes. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed brown hat.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the east were limited. She's also a talented Architect, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20000 cp.
Erias Rubyeye, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender man stands about 4'5". He wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Kilvar Brazzik, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged man dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a red coat with white slacks and is in decent physical shape. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
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. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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. Kilvar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 28 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 4 (-3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +6 / 1d10+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Jet (160 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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