Sybil Bradshaw, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down. Her hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp. Pink pearl (140 gp). Citrine (20 gp).
Wymar Koehlanna, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He got into the Spy business at a young age. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spy for the past few years.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Salasar Akambherylliax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His red crest is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.
History: Salasar hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Naeris Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gray eyes and a blue hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Naeris grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Naeris. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Amethyst (70 gp).
Jocelyn Riley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He uses divination through singing.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
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: Golden pearl (110 gp).
Latbag Pickering, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is red and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: Born to a Junk Dealer, his father struggled to pay the bills. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his absent father
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Travok Battlehammer, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Travok was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and revenge
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Aelar Rothenel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished glaive as well. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Giselle Kimberley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Giselle was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Bowyer. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
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