Beiro Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Courier business.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. After a long history of fighting, Beiro and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Halfling, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Coral (80 gp).
Harvest Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Harvest 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... He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Harvest was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Fisher, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Sailor soon after.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp.
Pogranix Argenthrixus, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. She keeps her silver crest in a flapper bob. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Pogranix is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Henry Bentley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Henry took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Kilvar Burrowfound, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (120 gp). 1 Smokesticks.
Uadjit Hshhsstoroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her violet robe. Her blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her eyes are red and catlike.
Personality: Uadjit hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her singing career. She is a great chef.
History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp.
Raer Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His head has been shaved. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Raer and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Mormo Horror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Lucan Madden, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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 at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Lucan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
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