Gorgûm Watson, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Gorgûm hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. 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: He was born into a rich family. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Zircon (40 gp). 1 Chain shirt.
Ella Maekkelferce, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is very fat, and is wearing a long, tan cloak. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Brewer business.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and balancing her hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Golden pearl (160 gp).
Caeldrim Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are blue and catlike.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Caeldrim was taken on many hunting expeditions. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and gnomish compassion
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 pp.
Havilar Norixius, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'3". She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a trident on her belt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a trident. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length scarlet crest. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her red eyes.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Havilar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Havilar was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Havilar decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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 will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). 3 Thunderstones.
Eleanor Hornsby, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She carries with her a set of kukris on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are amber.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Gifted from a young age, Eleanor studied abroad. Eleanor was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eleanor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Auran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Sweet On the Water, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly rapiers and pickaxes. Her red fur, when down, is lengthy. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.
Ogbur Home, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has blonde hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Ogbur was born with his father's beautiful face. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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. Ogbur 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 he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial, Halfling
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: Just what you see.
Traulam Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 15. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Traulam 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: Gifted from a young age, Traulam studied abroad. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Gnoll
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: 110 gp.
Aym Loathe, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a green shirt, with a violet mid length skirt with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her red hair is long and unkept. She has gleaming, smiling black eyes.
Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
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