Panana Leffery, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. She carries with her a set of sais, each one with a topaz on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has moderate length white hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. The war was a terrible time for her, and Panana does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Panana was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student she started as a Scribe, but she got bored and became a Glassblower. She has achieved small success as a Glassblower.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Korfel Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tan costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are brown.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Shepherd who has hired him part-time. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Korfel reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Bulzo Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. He wears his chestnut hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Bulzo hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Bulzo has worked very hard to control his curse. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Guy Riley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Servant. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished bastard sword as well. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He worked as a nervous Servant and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Servant.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Lazy, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Sarai Greenbottle, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Halflings. Her skin is light but she possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. She wears dull red sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. She has a long red ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: The child of a Architect, who enjoyed hunting, Sarai was taken on many hunting expeditions. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She bought a warhammer and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To be a Architect again; and expand her business
Flaws: Sensitive, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp).
Orianna Contempt, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender woman is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She wears her purple hair down. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Orianna enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Orianna hails from a village terrorized by drow. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying north to reunite her family. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. Jet (90 gp).
Travok Daerdahk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Travok was born with his mother's beautiful face. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Fulbar Silvereyes, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. He wears his silver hair up. He is baby faced.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: He was born in the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Fulbar's homeland. Fulbar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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. Fulbar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 360 gp.
Naal Suithrasas, Male Elf [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. His brown hair is cut short. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Hunter business.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Naal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
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