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Perra Norixius, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her blue crest is smooth and relatively long. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Perra Norixius, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 17 (+3)17 (+3) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Performance +3, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Sylvan, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 1700 sp.


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Ilga Garrick, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears skinny pants and wears a black and blue robe with the hood down. Her hair is brown and curly. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Ilga was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Jamaican accent

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Ilga Garrick, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)11 (+0) 13 (+1)4 (-3) 11 (+0)7 (-2)
Skills Athletics +0, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 80 gp. Sard (80 gp). Citrine (80 gp).


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Nurkara Fireforge, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her hair is silver and curly. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was born in a small forest village. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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Nurkara Fireforge, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)18 (+4) 8 (-1)5 (-3)
Skills History +6, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Halfling, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14640000000

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Antrara Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She stands about 6'6" and dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her black crest is knotted and matted. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She bought a greataxe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Antrara Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Nature +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (9 gp). 1 Antitoxin.


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Herleva Yaeldrin, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 4'11", this woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her sai with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Herleva Yaeldrin, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)11 (+0) 17 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Eiravel Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A moderately attractive man, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Eiravel was born with his mother's beautiful face. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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Eiravel Suithrasas, Male Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 15 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Intimidation +5, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 900 sp.


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Emerald Of Passion, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her spear with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her red fur is knotted and matted. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Emerald Of Passion, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)12 (+1) 14 (+2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)13 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Robert Mori, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His tied-back hair is black. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Navigator work with an outfit from a few towns over. Navigator work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To be a Detective again.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Poor, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Robert Mori, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)13 (+1) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 18 (+4)12 (+1)
Skills History +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.


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Clerebold Wesley, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man stands a little under 6'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His golden hair is lengthy. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Clerebold wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in a small island village. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Clerebold Wesley, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)6 (-2) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Ignan, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 800 sp.


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