Ulblyn Cherrycheeks, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the east were limited. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Ulblyn never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Eiravel Chance, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a fancy yellow suit. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise hazel.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. 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: Gifted from a young age, Eiravel studied abroad. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and doesn't want to be a butcher and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Family. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Greethen Raghthroknaar, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He keeps his green crest in a flapper bob. His red eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born to a Sellsword, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 4 Smokesticks.
Avice Atterton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Secretive, Insane. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Red garnet (70 gp).
Zook Scheppen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Guard. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Aquan
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: 1000 cp.
Maagog Daardendrian, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise gold.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Maagog enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. After coming to the age of reason, Maagog took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Tim Clinton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Foxilon Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are a pleasant violet.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.
History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Foxilon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, 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 | 9 |
Possessions: 280 gp.
Skirt Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Skirt was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Slave. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 |
Possessions: 28000 sp.
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