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Travok Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Travok lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Travok Morigak, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)9 (-1) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 16 (+3)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Cressel Blur, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This southern man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has white hair. His skin is flawless and his black eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Cressel is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Cressel Blur, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 15 (+2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Investigation +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: Deep green spinel (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Rael Mellerelel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 5'0", this man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His ears are large.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Server for the past few years.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Boston accent

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Rael Mellerelel, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Perception +5, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Chain shirt.


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Shamash Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears professional attire. His black crest is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Shamash enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Eastern European accent

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Shamash Mystan, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)11 (+0) 17 (+3)11 (+0) 8 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 140 gp.


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Ralf Harper, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Shoemaker who has hired him part-time. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has a crush on the local navigator

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Ralf Harper, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 18 (+4)15 (+2) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 370 gp.


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Andraste Ariessus, 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 is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and violet handkerchief worn on her left side. She keeps her long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Andraste was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: Expand her business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pirate accent

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Andraste Ariessus, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)17 (+3) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills History +3, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Tippletoe Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head, marred by teas. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her 15th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Tippletoe Fiddlefen, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 19 (+4)15 (+2) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 190 gp.


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Cloak Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is a husky man, who wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has cinnamon fur. He is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His first spouse was a Stableman, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Cloak Grass, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 16 (+3)12 (+1) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Medicine +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Art Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy gray fur. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She has a hunchback. Her gray fur is smooth and relatively long. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Gifted from a young age, Art studied abroad. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pirate accent

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Art Mist, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)16 (+3) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Perception +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Buckler.


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