Nykkan Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and violet tie. His gold crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He has red eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.
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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and many dire rats want him driven away
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Breastplate.
Shamash Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his scarlet crest up. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Abad Secret, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'2", this man is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is black and curly. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Abad was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Persistence, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Aquan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Birel Amastacia, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. Her auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. She has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Birel lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dragonborn companion (her 'brother'). When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Deep green spinel (140 gp).
Dûgza Bentley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears his silver hair down. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Pelt Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her eyes are green.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. Pelt is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pelt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1400 sp.
Helen Harper, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: Born in the south to a Healer, Helen learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Healer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Healer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has taken up work as a Healer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Depressed, PTSD, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Jo Leagallow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. 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: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Myev Barlow, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned female is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She keeps her white hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She takes great joy in being the best Cook in town.
History: She was born at the edge of vast island. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Myev grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Myev. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Cook for hire.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 110 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.
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