Adran Hill, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He works hard and plays hard.
History: Adran 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others
Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Wiggan Wildcloak, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Wiggan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Wiggan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Clerebold Atherton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: He is a Slaad in disguise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. 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 pay off his debts; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Peridot (80 gp).
Leshanna Mystralath, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned female wears just a blue suit. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Leshanna embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Leshanna 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.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Military, Rich. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Quarion Jacobs, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and brown handkerchief worn on his right side, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has moderate length silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: Born to a Miller, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Vicky Marleigh, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a grey tunic with pastel highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around her shoes. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has wavy brown hair. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Vicky was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Tim Benson, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.
Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. A true patriot, Tim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Elven compassion.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Deep green spinel (140 gp).
Ethereal Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. His fur is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying east to reunite his family. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Sarai Copperkettle, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull green iron scale mail. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her green eyes dart from person to person.
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. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She has never given up on her singing dream.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 16
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 20 (+5) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
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