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Seven Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. He wears a colorful flower in his red fur. His skin is flawless and his yellow eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Seven Of Clay, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)12 (+1) 14 (+2)14 (+2) 9 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +1, Perception +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Mary Mellerelel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She carries with her a set of lances on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. She wears her golden hair up. Her eyes are hazel.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mary fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Mary Mellerelel, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)16 (+3) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 13 (+1)5 (-3)
Skills Deception -1, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Unvera Sympony, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A 3'5" eastern woman, she wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on her torso. She keeps her chestnut hair in a pixie cut. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Unvera Sympony, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 11 (+0)14 (+2) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Investigation +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Phelaia Havoc, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull tan iron scale mail. Her red hair is braided into rings. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

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Phelaia Havoc, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)9 (-1) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 140 gp.


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Halimath Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Masseuse born in the past three hundred years. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Roofer, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Masseuse for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Old thin voice

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Halimath Firahel, Male Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)14 (+2) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 18 (+4)7 (-2)
Skills Deception +0, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.


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Hobart Bigheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His golden hair is lengthy. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Hobart lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He worked as a nervous Spice Merchant and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Hobart Bigheart, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)14 (+2) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 10 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Nature +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 120 gp. Golden pearl (160 gp).


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Tarhun Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. He has dyed his greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He takes great joy in being the best Ruler in town.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and balancing his hectic life and new ruler responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Tarhun Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)11 (+0) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +3, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 30 gp.


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Thorin Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he very much looks the part of a Baker. His tied-back hair is golden. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 Baker. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a brewer again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Timid voice

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Thorin Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, History +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Vonbin Lutgehr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Gardener.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Raspy

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Vonbin Lutgehr, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 5 (-3)13 (+1)
Skills Insight -1, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 80 gp.


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