Aym Mayhem, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a worn and beaten armor. Her silver hair is greasy and uncared for. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. 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: She got into the Body Guard business at a young age. A gifted student she started as a Carter, but she got bored and became a Body Guard. She has worked as a Body Guard like her mother before her.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Celestial, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 180 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). 1 Half-Plate.
Pikar Shadowquick, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears an eyepatch.
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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: Pikar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered gnolls who tried to eat his hand. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fax Ophinshtalajiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'8" southern man, he typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His red crest is knotted and matted. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
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. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Adrik Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Kilvar Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He wears his red hair down. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: Hematite (6 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).
Agnes Romeo, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has a long brown ponytail with little hanging trinkets. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Sage born in the past three hundred years. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).
Rhogar Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon, Orc, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Emma Royal, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears bulky grey painted plate armor. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are gray.
Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Fallond Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 4'3". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, white shirt, and violet tie. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fallond is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Being a Tanner kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.
Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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