Nogu Wordsworth, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She usually wears her white robe and has her pickaxe always slung over her shoulder, marred by teas. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: Nogu is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Olunt Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Eye agate (12 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Bulzo Tosscobble, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Bulzo lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Daar Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn [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 prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. She keeps her long brass crest kept up in a rat tail. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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: She is greedy.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Donaar Ebynichtomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His crest is cut close to his head. His red eyes dart from person to person.
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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Lone Of Spirit, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and greataxes. She has dyed her greying black fur a little too much giving a sharp black color. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Oloric Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Oloric is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Arannis Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'5" southern man, he wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: Born to a Tanner, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and many giants want him driven away
Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Naill Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
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 obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Naill was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He struck the Baker job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Baker
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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