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Shadow Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He is portly but not overly obese. His cinnamon fur is long and unkept. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Shadow hails from a village terrorized by goblins. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Posh accent

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Shadow Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 17 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +5, Deception +1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 40 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp).


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Astaro Soft, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. She keeps her black hair in a pixie cut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Astaro was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has worked as a Jeweler like her father before her.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Italian accent

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Astaro Soft, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 10 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +5, Insight +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11650

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Five Moon, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His fur is red and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Military, Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Five Moon, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)16 (+3) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 14 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +4, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 360 gp.


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Avelina Othronus, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her red hair is still thick. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Avelina was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Bowyer. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Timid voice

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Avelina Othronus, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 10 (+0)16 (+3) 15 (+2)7 (-2)
Skills Nature +5, Persuasion +0
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Terran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Dadalan Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His brass crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dadalan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has achieved small success as a Laborer.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Laborer responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Dadalan Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)12 (+1) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 15 (+2)18 (+4)
Skills Arcana +4, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 230 gp. 3 Acid flasks.


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Drenna Conway, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a worn and beaten armor. Her tied-back hair is golden. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is a great chef.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Drenna reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc father 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. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Drenna Conway, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)14 (+2) 10 (+0)6 (-2) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Medicine +5, Religion +0
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Cora High-hill, Female Halfling [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. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small white clips. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Cora was born with her father's beautiful face. In her 16th year, her parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Cora alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cora fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Eastern European accent

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Cora High-hill, Female Halfling Sorcerer 4
Small (2'9") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 17 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)19 (+4) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Arcana +4, History +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +6 / 1d10+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1266300

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Efferil Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 4'8" and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Dutch accent

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Efferil Othronus, Male Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)16 (+3) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Nature +4, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 1300 sp.


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Oriel Morley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her hand crossbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her white hair is still thick. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has a crush on the local sculptor

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scottish accent

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Oriel Morley, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Investigation +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: Just what you see.


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