Bulzo Copperkettle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: Bulzo hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Bulzo alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bulzo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a deep hatred of orcs
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Flame In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His fur is beige and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.
Personality: Flame is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his youth he was a Stableman, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp.
Andram Justice, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Andram is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Gifted from a young age, Andram studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Henry Rayden, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears long strands of emerald and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
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 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.
Naill Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and is pretty ugly. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into 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. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 6 Acid flasks.
Gerard Dumph, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Gerard was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Racist, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Celestial
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: 10 pp.
Kyle Holimion, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'6" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Giselle Morton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor, and she perpetually has her whip ready. Her auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: This woman loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Giselle was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Joan Anderton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. She has a very tight haircut. She has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
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. 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: Gifted from a young age, Joan studied abroad. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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