Gorfel Mori, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a bow on his belt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a great chef.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. 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. Gorfel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 320 gp.
Ohr Kimberley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His chestnut hair is still thick. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Serpent On the Water, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with tan pants, and carries spears. His white fur is heavily combed to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Serpent 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. Serpent 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Ignan, Sylvan
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 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Duvamil Pilwicken, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. Her auburn hair is cut short. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Duvamil grew up listening to her father's many stories. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Flaws: Cynical, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Drogo Tindall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He is physically well-built. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Spy but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Drogo was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Erevan Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a fancy tan suit. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
Fistula Wedgwood, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear flannel, and she perpetually has her glaive ready. Her blonde hair is lengthy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. Fistula is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Interpreter arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and doesn't want to be a interpreter and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
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 | 9 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Golden pearl (40 gp). 4 Thunderstones.
Erdan Coulson, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has wavy chestnut hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Erdan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Slave Trader and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent father
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Brottor Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'2" and prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Brottor was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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