Helen Raethran, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'0" northern woman, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her amber eyes.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. 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. 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. Helen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hugh Brandon, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. 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 a Farmer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He worked as a nervous Farmer and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).
Hadarai Mystralath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Eran Tealeaf, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her silver hair is well kept. Her eyes are gray and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: Eran was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).
Aerdeth Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aerdeth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and doesn't want to be a butcher and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Naeris Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tattered old clothes, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet.
Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Human compassion.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Hunter Hailey, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tricking In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are copper and catlike.
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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Ombul Greenleaf, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'4" western man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: Gifted from a young age, Ombul studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.
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