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Fivin Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears just a blue suit, and carries flails. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Fivin Ilphelkiir, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 18 (+4)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +1, Survival +6
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +6
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 70 gp.


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Kite Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her pickaxe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She has red fur. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Kite hails from a village terrorized by goblins. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

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Kite Of Winter, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 15 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills History +3, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Avelina Cornish, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears grey trousers with yellow and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her black hair is thinning but still full. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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Avelina Cornish, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)17 (+3) 13 (+1)16 (+3) 15 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Animal Handling +4, History +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Aquan, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Makaria Quiet, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'10" when asserting herself. Her purple hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are white and beady.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in the south to a Seamstress, Makaria learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Seamstress. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Seamstress responsibilities is difficult; and expand her business

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Aggressive tone

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Makaria Quiet, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)16 (+3) 8 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +5, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Disguise kit.


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Gilbert Stauffer, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a Ruler, his father struggled to pay the bills. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Gilbert Stauffer, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Performance +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 100 sp.


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Forcas Suspicion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Forcas hails from a village terrorized by illithids. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting illithids, the young Forcas began to lead the lost caravan. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shepherd for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and balancing his hectic life and new shepherd responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Forcas Suspicion, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 17 (+3)16 (+3) 14 (+2)20 (+5)
Skills Athletics +3, Performance +7
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +7
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Good lock.


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Wiggan Stoutbridge, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a fancy red suit. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has a very tight haircut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Gifted from a young age, Wiggan studied abroad. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Being a Assassin kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Wiggan Stoutbridge, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 8 (-1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Arcana +3, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 700 sp. Alexandrite (200 gp).


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Umpen Munggen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: Umpen hails from a village terrorized by goblins. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Whispers

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Umpen Munggen, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)11 (+0) 17 (+3)16 (+3) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 60 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).


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Immeral Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Insane. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Immeral Netyoive, Male Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 8 (-1)10 (+0)
Skills Athletics +4, Medicine +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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