Chaedi Suithrasas, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender woman stands about 4'7". She dresses like a well dressed Fletcher does. Her red hair is wavy and long. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Auran, Terran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Average lock.
Furrele Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her crest, while still mostly gold, has prominent grey streaks. She is baby faced.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for her, and Furrele does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Furrele was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Damien Quickstep, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a weaver again
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, 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: 130 gp.
Mardnab Pilwicken, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She carries with her a set of clubs, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has no hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Through the years after Mardnab was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Mardnab's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mardnab 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 she seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Chassath Sumnarghthrysh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears just a black suit. She wears a colorful flower in her black crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Chassath speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Chassath was born with her father's beautiful face. 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. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Freshwater pearl (5 gp).
Furrele Hashphronyxadyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is scrawny and has patchy silver crest. She 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. She has a hunchback. Her silver crest is heavily combed to the left. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Furrele abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Shipwright they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Doctor, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Celestial, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Leucis Creed, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Leucis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: To be a Cartwright again; and doesn't want to be a actor and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern.
Aramil Xiloscient, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. After a long history of fighting, Aramil and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is content
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Abyssal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Tod Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is long and unkept. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tod was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
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