Margery Wheatley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears tattered old clothes. Her chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 44. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Margery was born on a far eastern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Barber. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Gnoll, Undercommon, Halfling
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d8-3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Theriatis Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: Theriatis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He struck the Mercenary job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Torinn Dhyrktelonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears long strands of aquamarine and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has dyed his greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Torinn reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Altho Deephollow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. His tied-back hair is blonde. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Altho grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Cask Moon, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a pastel shirt, with a white mid length skirt with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She carries a battered morningstar and tarnished scimitar as well. Her beige fur is still thick. She has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a white feather.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cask grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. After a long history of fighting, Cask and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Harbek Balderk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Ilanis Berevan, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Ilanis was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ilanis decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 360 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Smokesticks.
Kilvar Stoutale, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is lean but muscular and tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a yellow feather.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: He was born into a rich family. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Kilvar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Pearl Leagallow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a red collared shirt and tan skirt. She accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Sporting a auburn mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. She uses divination through singing.
History: Pearl was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is greedy
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
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