Galinndan Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Galinndan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Galinndan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: He wants revenge against giants.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Andram Fortune, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He usually wears his black robe and has his nunchaku always slung over his shoulder. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is an amazing painter.
History: Andram 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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 cp.
Seven Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His cinnamon fur, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. A gifted student he started as a Assassin, but he got bored and became a Priest. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
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 | 8 |
Possessions: 1700 sp.
Raer Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He 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. His hair is golden and curly. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Raer hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Raer alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. During his travels, Raer and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Raer discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Raer fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Ea Pleasure, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She became a Apothecary soon after.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Sybil Tattersall, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned woman stands 5'3" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Bookbinder. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 7 years.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1400 sp. Red garnet (60 gp).
Doudra Mohradyllion, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and tan tie. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Doudra was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Doudra never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Military, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Mugrunden Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop crest cut. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Mugrunden is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Greeba Tattersall, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She bought a shortbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
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: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal
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: 50 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp).
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