Gunter Camden, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: Gunter was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Brewer 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: He wants revenge against giants; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, 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) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Ûkrom Clive, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. Banded agate (5 gp).
Beatrice Shirley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Sporting a brown mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: Beatrice was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Celestial, Draconic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 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: 800 sp. Chrysoprase (50 gp).
Thervan Rothenel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Aym Euphoria, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She has white hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. 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: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: She is greedy; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
River Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender man stands about 6'1". He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red fur is braided into rings. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Nuraval Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a fancy brown suit. His golden hair is lengthy. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Nuraval was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Nuraval's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 230 gp. 3 Thunderstones.
Hugolina Raethran, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'7". She wears violet trousers with pastel and grey striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts, and her gloved hand is found clutching a flail. With bright blonde hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: The child of a Barkeep, who enjoyed hunting, Hugolina was taken on many hunting expeditions. After coming to the age of reason, Hugolina took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: To be a Barkeep again; and balancing her hectic life and new roofer responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Aquan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 220 gp.
Justin Thorpe, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Justin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
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