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Whurbin Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and black robe with the hood down. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cook. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Whispers

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Whurbin Goldfinder, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)10 (+0) 19 (+4)11 (+0) 9 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Intimidation +1, Medicine +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Arava Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a green cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She tends to her Hunter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Hunter responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Strong lisp

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Arava Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 9 (-1)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +1, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 7000 cp.


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Sammal Hurt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Apothecary. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Sammal was born with his father's beautiful face. A gifted student he started as a Bounty Hunter, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

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Sammal Hurt, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +4, Deception +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 40 pp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).


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Sweet Of Spirit, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a worn and beaten armor. She keeps her long red fur kept up in a rat tail. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sweet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

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Sweet Of Spirit, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 18 (+4)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Survival +6
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 5000 cp.


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Dagger Mist, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears professional attire. His black fur is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant yellow.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Dagger Mist, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 13 (+1)17 (+3) 15 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills Religion +5, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Quillathe Firahel, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a tan feathered hat and tan clothes. Her hair is red and curly. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Quillathe alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Quillathe Firahel, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)17 (+3) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Insight +4, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 1000 cp. Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Oloric Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and green pants, and carries morningstars. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oloric fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Boston accent

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Oloric Trueanvil, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 16 (+3)17 (+3) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Sylvan, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Ilanis Caphaxath, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This dark-skinned female wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She has wavy red hair. Her skin is flawless and her green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Ruler for hire.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Slurs words

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Ilanis Caphaxath, Female Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 13 (+1)11 (+0) 10 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 9000 cp.


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Vorka Brandon, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Whispers

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Vorka Brandon, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)8 (-1) 11 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Nature +4, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Auran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 4 Thunderstones.


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