Murgen Reed, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'5" eastern woman, she has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her red robe. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Murgen was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Murgen's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Eberk Daraln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man wears a brown shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Farmer for the past few years.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Farmer responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
Tûhorn Lancaster, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'2". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tûhorn grew up listening to his father's many stories. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Map Maker. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp).
Nora Trollbleeder, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 4'0" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nora 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 Nora. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Map Maker and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and her religion dominates her actions
Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Donella Ironhide, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She 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. Her blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: She is a Maurezhi in disguise. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Don Cornish, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His childhood dream was to be a Adventurer, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Jet (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp).
Mreksh Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and carries tridents. His crest is cut close to his head. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Mreksh was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp).
Mreksh Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and carries shields. His crest is bronze and curly. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miller for the past few years.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Infernal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Skirt Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his rapier. His yellow fur is still thick. His skin is flawless and his copper eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Skirt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. Iolite (80 gp).
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