Vicky Rothenel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available she will default to her sword. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Vicky was born with her mother's beautiful face. Her childhood dream was to be a Carpenter, but she was a colossal failure. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Two Llamas In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new guard responsibilities is difficult
Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Gale In the Morning, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Gale was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Patrick Cromwell, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Patrick was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Shane Hanali, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet vest and prefers tan and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Shane embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Shane was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Shane decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
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 has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Buckler.
Foxilon Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: Foxilon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is an amazing painter.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Foxilon grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Scribe. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Scribe for the past few years.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
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: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Naeris Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10 pp. Violet garnet (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Bulzo Wildcloak, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a long, white cloak. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Bulzo's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Born in the east to a Server, Bulzo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to unite with his brother
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Dabbledob Gummen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gray.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Adventurer. He has worked as a Adventurer like his mother before him.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants to open a new tavern
Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1400 sp.
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