Thorin Hammerstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears professional attire. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Born in the south to a Apothecary, Thorin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has worked as a Apothecary like his father before him.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Aerdeth Lathalas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.
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 Half-Elf in existence. He is a great chef.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Aerdeth was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Locksmith. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth 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 has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Shadow Peak, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears brown trousers with violet and green striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her yellow fur, when down, is lengthy. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Knight
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, 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 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
Pelt Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a worn and beaten armor. His yellow fur is thinning but still full. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 22. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Pelt was born with his father's beautiful face. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to unite with his sister
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon, Draconic, Auran
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Hamil Underfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears professional attire. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 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 |
Possessions: 1300 sp. 6 Acid flasks.
Paelias Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Paelias was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Paelias took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Coral (70 gp).
Prâk Weston, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His brown hair is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Bolhild Rakankrak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She has wavy blonde hair. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Knight arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Bonds: In love, Attractive, Military, Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Savaran Orexijandilin, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her crest is cut close to her head. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Laborer business.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Laborer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Druidic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
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