Avice Wilberforce, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has dyed her greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Servant born in the past three hundred years. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.
History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the east. Avice 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. Avice decided she wanted neither the life of her father 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
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 to be a slave trader again
Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Amber (160 gp).
Akmen Creed, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He has a hunchback. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Akmen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Akmen took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Cask Shoe, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: Cask was born the youngest of three triplets. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Guardian, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Sylvan
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: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Vlorn Smoothhands, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His brown hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
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. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 110 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.
Nicholas York, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries a battered lance and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Nicholas was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicholas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fax Ophinshtalajiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with black pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red crest is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Ruler who has hired him part-time. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Fax hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Fax alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants to get laid
Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. Silver ewer (40 gp).
Ulfgar Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, red shirt, and white tie. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Ulfgar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Galinndan Tealeaf, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: To find somewhere to settle down.
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Soveliss Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.
History: Soveliss hails from a village terrorized by orcs. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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