Quarethon Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black crest. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a hunchback. His crest is black and curly. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Quarethon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Zircon (60 gp).
Sekhmet Vice, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs, and carries bastard swords. Her black hair is singed and shortened. Her fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.
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: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Savaran Sumnarghthrysh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a black cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. She has styled her copper crest well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are red.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Savaran 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 Savaran. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Ignan, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Right-Handed Buttons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This western man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white fur, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Right-Handed abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
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: 40 gp.
Oriel Sandoval, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available she will default to her shortbow and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. She has gray eyes.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Healer father left her crippled. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she would like to get married and retire
Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Undercommon, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 cp. Onyx (70 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).
Tricking Moon, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her fur is yellow, silky, and of moderate length. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with dancing. She constantly tries to fill her life with dancing. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. Being a Healer kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Thunderstones.
Kellen Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Kellen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Kellen abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Ignan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Torbera Fireforge, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her broad grey hat.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She 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. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Bree Goodbarrel, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears tattered old clothes. Her hair is short and blonde. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Carter for the past few years.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Carter responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Carter
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 220 gp.
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