Geoffrey Sylvaranth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, he is not a threatening figure. He has golden hair. His eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Geoffrey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
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. After coming to the age of reason, Geoffrey took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is content; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: Just what you see.
Myathethil Caerdonel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Damaia Doubt, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her black eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Carter who has hired her part-time. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born in the west to a Carter, Damaia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She wants revenge against orcs; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. Hematite (7 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp).
Bhevek Elderberry, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: Bhevek was born with his father's beautiful face. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Bhevek has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Traki Tiltathana, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Hirrathak Hshhsstoroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brass crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Gifted from a young age, Hirrathak studied abroad. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hirrathak grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hirrathak. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.
Alston Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.
Personality: Alston speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Dabbledob Nopenstallen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Dabbledob was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Dabbledob took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Server
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Terran, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 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: 40 gp.
Ulblyn Fastfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
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 an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 140 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). 1 Banded mail.
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