Damien Copperkettle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. A true patriot, Damien would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Damien was born with his father's beautiful face. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 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: 330 gp.
Hubert Compton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he usually wears his brown robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. He has wavy brown hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A freak accident while working with his Engraver mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp).
Drifting Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown vest and prefers black and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His yellow fur is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Dyer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Drifting was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Bounty Hunter, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Norman Ariessus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His violet eyes dart from person to person.
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. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Ekk Graeme, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a white coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon her head. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her eyes are hazel and beady.
Personality: Ekk is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Sellsword work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sellsword work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 6 years.
Motivation: Expand her business.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Elizabeth Winterbourne, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is light but she possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Her hair is silver and curly. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
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: Just what you see.
Adrie Caerdonel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She wears her silver hair up. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her childhood dream was to be a Brewer, but she was a colossal failure. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Many giants want her driven away; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Jheri Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a green and black robe with the hood down. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortbows and quarterstaffs. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Torinn Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a black shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and brown pants. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished bastard sword as well. His red crest is greasy and uncared for. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Torinn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Sard (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
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