Suhnae Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 4'10" western man, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Suhnae has worked very hard to control his curse. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To be a Jeweler again; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Nithther Dhyrktelonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His bronze crest is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Nithther alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Infernal, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3200 sp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Bulzo Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His head has been shaved. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Bulzo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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3 (-4) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d4-4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Sun Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [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 has dyed his greying gray fur a little too much giving a sharp gray color. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Sun 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. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Enidda Scheppen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and white handkerchief worn on her left side. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
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 mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Through the years after Enidda was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Enidda's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Matilda Atterton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a simple grey robe with black stripes complete with hood. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Everard Tindall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He has moderate length blonde hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Everard hails from a village terrorized by giants. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Everard was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (200 gp).
Alberich Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries a battered bow and tarnished sickle as well. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Alberich has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alberich fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive, Disease. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 100 sp. Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ridaro Horineth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available she will default to her kukri. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is greedy
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
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