Beatrice Koehlanna, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is a Knight first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her first spouse was a Courier, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has achieved small success as a Knight.
Motivation: To be a Courier again; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
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 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Pink pearl (40 gp).
Tiaathque Ofandrus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She likes to wear tan tank tops with red skirt. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her red hair is cut short. Her eyes are likewise violet.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, 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: Just what you see.
Tawna Glenfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her hand crossbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She carries with her a set of hand crossbows on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Tawna was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial
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 |
Possessions: 30 pp.
Taklinn Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Taklinn lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Taklinn abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a marshal and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 cp.
Harvest In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available she will default to her longbow, and carries longbows. Her brown fur is singed and shortened. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: She has a crush on the local Miller.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 320 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Half-Plate.
Beiro Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Beiro 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands.
Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Harbek Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Harbek 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. He found a children's book about a Dwarf 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Heskan Mohradyllion, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His crest, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his sister
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Fax Jerynomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, brown shirt, and grey tie, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Priest 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 Priest for hire.
Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Red spinel (80 gp).
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