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Silent Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He sports a flattop fur cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. 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 pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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Silent Candle, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)7 (-2) 11 (+0)8 (-1) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Nature +1, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 130 gp. Black pearl (300 gp).


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Watson Swiftwhistle, Male Halfling [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 is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. Being a Animal Trainer 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pirate accent

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Watson Swiftwhistle, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)19 (+4) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Perception +5, Sleight of Hand +6
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Chem Wish, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and white handkerchief worn on his left side. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scottish accent

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Chem Wish, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)6 (-2) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 10 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Insight +2, Sleight of Hand +0
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple -2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Ûshgol Kitchur, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is braided into rings. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slow speaker

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Ûshgol Kitchur, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)16 (+3) 12 (+1)7 (-2) 8 (-1)10 (+0)
Skills Athletics +5, Nature +0
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Windy Of World, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He has a missing right arm. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He sports a flattop fur cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Windy took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Shortens vowels

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Windy Of World, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)10 (+0) 16 (+3)12 (+1) 16 (+3)8 (-1)
Skills Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.


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Iados Mute, Male Tiefling [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 tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Iados isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

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Iados Mute, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Unvera Reese, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father 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 worked as a Apothecary like her mother before her.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Loud with bravado

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Unvera Reese, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +4, Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 400 sp. Red garnet (40 gp).


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Lorilla Nackle, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 3'3", this woman wears an entirely blue suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her hair is short and red. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Lorilla lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student she started as a Mortician, but she got bored and became a Stableman. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and she has a crush on the local mortician

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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Lorilla Nackle, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'3") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)16 (+3) 7 (-2)18 (+4)
Skills History +5, Medicine +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Undercommon, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Silk rope.


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Cora Whispermouse, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a red costume with the symbols of the sun god on her torso. Her golden hair is lengthy. She has a dull look in her brown eyes.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Cora is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

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 a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sleepy voice

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Cora Whispermouse, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)19 (+4) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 11 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Religion +1, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 5000 cp. Golden pearl (80 gp).


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