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Roge Greenleaf, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His auburn hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He takes great joy in being the best Miner in town.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Roge Greenleaf, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
3 (-4)16 (+3) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 7 (-2)14 (+2)
Skills Arcana +4, Survival +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d4-4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Sarah Bradly, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears just a brown suit. She keeps her blonde hair in a flapper bob. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her necromantic talents. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Sarah Bradly, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)11 (+0) 17 (+3)9 (-1) 10 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Insight +2, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 120 gp. Obsidian (11 gp).


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Percival Quinton, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Percival 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Percival Quinton, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 17 (+3)13 (+1) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Insight +2, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Breastplate.


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Hadarai Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This tall, slender man wears long strands of topaz and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. When Hadarai reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Indian accent

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Hadarai Wasanthi, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +2, History +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (140 gp).


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Pyntle Wildwander, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a spear on her belt. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Pyntle was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing her hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Pyntle Wildwander, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)11 (+0) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 15 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +4, Medicine +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 500 sp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (60 gp).


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Juliana Rayden, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants, and she perpetually has her longsword ready. Her hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small grey clips. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. 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. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Juliana Rayden, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)18 (+4) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 6 (-2)11 (+0)
Skills Sleight of Hand +6
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 110 gp.


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Mara Iranapha, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She has wavy brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Born to a Merchant, her father struggled to pay the bills. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Posh accent

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Mara Iranapha, Female Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 14 (+2)17 (+3) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Giant, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.


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Mormo Horror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Mormo was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Jeweler. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's in love

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Mormo Horror, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)18 (+4) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +4, Sleight of Hand +6
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 600 sp.


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Vanchu Hackney, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She usually wears her black robe and has her hand crossbow always slung over her shoulder. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Strong lisp

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Vanchu Hackney, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 16 (+3)8 (-1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Perception +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 100 gp.


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