Zog Sydney, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He has green eyes and a black hat with a white feather.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bookbinder. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Slave Trader. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Two Llamas Hummingbird, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and white handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears a colorful flower in his red fur. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: To clean up the streets; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Aramil Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a green coat with pastel slacks. His hair is white and curly. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Marshal, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: Brown-green garnet (120 gp).
Ielenia Heiser, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around her ears. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: She is content; and to find somewhere to settle down
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Dagger Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her yellow fur is long and unkept. She has amber eyes.
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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Dagger hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, 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 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Antitoxin.
Leaf Treat, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her red fur, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: She was born in a small forest village. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and to get a good night's sleep
Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, In love. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 200 sp. Hematite (15 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Heather Merton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She is physically well-built. She wears her white hair up. Her eyes are violet and beady.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Heather took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor she uses now. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.
Motivation: She's in love; and she has a crush on the local detective
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Gnoll, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Andraste Meliamne, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her golden hair is still thick. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: Andraste lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student she started as a Roofer, but she got bored and became a Spice Merchant. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Andraste never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 130 pp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Adrie Firahel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a blue coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. Her auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
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