Virra Fapplestamp, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. Her skin is dark but she possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She has shaved her head bald. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and retire the richest woman in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic, Undercommon
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: 300 sp.
Quick Hummingbird, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, brown shirt, and green tie. She wears a colorful flower in her orange fur. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is an amazing painter.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Quick was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal, Giant
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 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Dara Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dara grew up listening to her mother's many stories. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Cloud Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This western man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His clothes are grease stained in places. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: Cloud 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. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Druidic, Goblin, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 340 gp.
Clerebold Winterbourne, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His hair is silver and curly. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
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. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Reirak Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was born in the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Helen Shelley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears grey trousers with black and pastel striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Falkrunn Brawnanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. Her golden hair is braided into rings. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
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 has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Architect for hire.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Jheri Linxakasendalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is dressed in a clean black cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her brass crest is still thick. She has red eyes and a black hat with a green feather.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Moss agate (6 gp).
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