Shax Wish, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She has blue hair. Her half smiles and black eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Shax hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered writing. She has never given up on her writing dream.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Matilda Brent, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are green and beady.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Fisher they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Barkeep, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, 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) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Ozyman Tosscobble, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a large white jacket. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ozyman took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He tends to his Miner job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Jabbie Murnig, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear tan tank tops with red pants, and carries flails. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 25 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 14000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
River Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a sai on her belt. Her orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Golden pearl (120 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Agnes Oakley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left leg. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and doesn't want to be a mason and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, In love, Family. Occupation: Mason
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Giselle Darby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This fat western woman has a bulbous nose and wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Giselle 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. She found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 2 Antitoxin.
Reirak Torevir, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. He wears his golden hair down. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He's also a talented Actor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Goblin, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). 1 Half-Plate.
Naeris Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by sweets. His tied-back hair is red. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Merchant. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: Naeris was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A freak accident while working with his Stableman mother left him crippled. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and balancing his hectic life and new merchant responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Aquan, Celestial, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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