Jak Elderberry, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a hunchback. His hair is short and golden. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Thervan Ariessus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Guard profession.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Baker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 4 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 210 gp.
Two Llamas Shoe, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. He has no fur. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Two Llamas reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Gimurt Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
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. 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-brother.
History: Gimurt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Poor. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Tawna Bigheart, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her chestnut hair is braided into rings. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her broad red hat.
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 uses divination through singing.
History: She was raised in a plains tribe. After coming to the age of reason, Tawna took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she is greedy
Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Giant, Goblin
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: Zircon (20 gp).
Ubada Emsworth, Female Half-Orc [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 has shaved her head bald. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Ubada was born the youngest of three triplets. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Ubada has worked very hard to control her curse. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and she feels threatened by others
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Phelaia Ambition, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She has purple hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.
History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the east. Phelaia was born on a far eastern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Laborer. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest woman in the east
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Gnoll, Auran, 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 | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
Oriel Withrethin, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and black handkerchief worn on her right side. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She was born in a small forest village. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Everburning torch.
Heward Sutherland, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a large grey jacket. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: 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; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 2 Antitoxin.
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