Diesa Bloodkith, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Diesa 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. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Chrysoprase (50 gp).
Aelar Withrethin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He 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. After a long history of fighting, Aelar and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 0 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp).
Curran Stoutbridge, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. He has moderate length brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Curran was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Spice Merchant. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Gale Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her white fur is knotted and matted. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Gale wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: She was born in a small desert village. 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 has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Ronk Graeme, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. He has wavy white hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Ronk took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
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 | 8 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Travok Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: 4'1" and muscular, this northern man is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Travok was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Banker. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Avice Hornsby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears tattered old clothes. Her black hair is heavily combed to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Avice embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Harvest Mist, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His black fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Seamstress hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Harvest 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 to be a tailor again
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 pp.
Thomas Tiltathana, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. He has a hunchback. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive, PTSD. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Draconic, Orc, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
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