Kansif Barton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 800 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp).
Heather Caphaxath, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small violet clips. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for her, and Heather does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. When Heather reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 3 Holy water. 2 Antitoxin. 1 Smokesticks.
Stacee Reedfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her blue robe, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Goblin, 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 | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1700 sp.
Thamior Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Healer does. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Thamior is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Born in the east to a Healer, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Healer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Healer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Healer and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Celestial, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Raiann Beryntolthropal, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears skinny pants and wears a green and red robe with the hood down. Her copper crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born in the north to a Adventurer, Raiann learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She has achieved small success as a Adventurer.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Althaea Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and bows. Her white hair is knotted and matted. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She works hard and plays hard.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Nagrette Ogden, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a husky woman, who wears an entirely white suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: She is a Succubi in disguise. She 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. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Racist, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Fibblestib Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
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 obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. When Fibblestib reached his early adolescence his Gnome 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. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Raam Euphoria, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His hair is short and purple. His eyes are a pleasant white.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
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. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: Just what you see.
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