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Vonana Strakeln, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She tends to wear a large brown jacket. She wears her white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has worked as a Mortician like her mother before her.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

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Vonana Strakeln, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 16 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +5, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 160 gp.


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Cloak Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sellsword. His fur is black and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. 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 Sellsword. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: pre-pubescent

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Cloak Plume, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)10 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Persuasion +3, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 180 gp.


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Great Shoe, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a pastel suit. His fur is cut close to his head. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to be a cartwright again

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slurs words

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Great Shoe, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)17 (+3) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Deception +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Fistula Lindsey, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This woman typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Born to a Bather, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Some 10 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Fistula never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

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Fistula Lindsey, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)11 (+0) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Animal Handling +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 600 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).


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Ahinar Fasharash, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her hand crossbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'4" when asserting herself. She has wavy blonde hair. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Ahinar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the north. A gifted student she started as a Server, but she got bored and became a Animal Trainer. She has worked as a Animal Trainer like her mother before her.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old Prospector

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Ahinar Fasharash, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 15 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Religion +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Sylvan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Marastyr Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a worn and beaten armor. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Marastyr was born with her father's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Fletcher they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Dilettante, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Whispers

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Marastyr Trueanvil, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)7 (-2) 11 (+0)5 (-3) 17 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +0, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Halimath Rothenel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Halimath Rothenel, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)13 (+1) 8 (-1)5 (-3) 15 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles.


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Alvyn Pilwicken, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears long strands of amber and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His head has been shaved. He has gray eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Alvyn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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Alvyn Pilwicken, Male Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)9 (-1) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Thunderstones.


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Himo Nailo, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, marred by teas. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Himo Nailo, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 16 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 600 sp.


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