Rathkran Turnuroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His crest is scarlet and curly. His eyes are likewise gold.
Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: Born in the east to a Dyer, Rathkran learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Assassin, but he was a colossal failure. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Rathkran was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and seeks redemption
Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Quick Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. His fur is yellow and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Quick 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 was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Antinua Holimion, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She wears her silver hair up. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Priest born in the past three hundred years. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Antinua was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Antinua has worked very hard to control her curse. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she has a crush on the local server
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Abyssal, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Gynnie Littlefoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears white trousers with black and tan striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She is an epitome of beauty. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.
Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Gynnie was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 |
Possessions: 24000 cp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp).
Ahlyssa Holimion, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Priest hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: To end her boredom.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Breastplate.
Torinn Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His scarlet crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp).
Gunter Blankley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears just a brown suit. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: Gunter 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 Human 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1900 sp.
Cask Shoe, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Fisher does. He has dyed his greying brown fur a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: He was born into a rich family. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He struck the Fisher job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.
Travok Holderhek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Travok will drive conversation. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants revenge against gnolls
Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
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