Shava Amakiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Iolite (70 gp).
Silent Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Silent lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Adventurer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Barber, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barber and was forced into it by his family.
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
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 | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Harriet Wildcloak, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. 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: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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. Harriet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Urshar Broodfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and morningstars. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are a pleasant violet.
Personality: Urshar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her music career. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Urshar was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has never given up on her music dream.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Ideals: Artistic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Finellen Fallack, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. She has wavy blonde hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the east. 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 set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Agatha Sherman, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 5'5" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She has all her life been fascinated with poetry.
History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She got money to start a business from the gang present in town. She is greatly indebted to them.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Nirgel Conviction, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He tends to wear a large green jacket. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He wears his brown hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady white eyes.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nirgel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Nirgel has worked very hard to control his curse. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: 300 sp.
Ivellios Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull green iron scale mail. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He got into the Glassblower business at a young age. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Curran Elderberry, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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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 hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Being a Fortune-teller 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's repulsed by the PC; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1700 sp.
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