Ovina Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A 4'3" western woman, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She sports blonde long hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Ovina has worked very hard to control her curse. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Jeweler for hire.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Jeweler responsibilities is difficult; and she wants revenge against orcs
Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Fivin Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tan coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Balifra Torevir, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. She is typically in her Sage uniform. Her brown hair is still thick. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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, Balifra is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Balifra was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. A freak accident while working with her Herbalist father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Joker, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Hatae Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand her business
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Antitoxin.
Oriel Conway, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a grey costume with the symbols of death on her torso. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her brown hair is well kept. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oriel grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of drow
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 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.
Vola Branson, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a simple white robe with tan stripes complete with hood. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: Just what you see.
Vonbin Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a brown shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Vonbin was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Vonbin's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Vonbin and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to share knowledge with the world
Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Mormog Warwick, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
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 a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to prove his worth to the world
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Elven
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 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Coral (110 gp).
Vassago Grief, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an entirely black suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with his god.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Vassago never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Rich, In love. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Auran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Azurite (11 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.
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