Paelias Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a simple tan robe with white stripes complete with hood, marred by sweets. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mason. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush.
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Golden pearl (90 gp).
Falkrunn Rakankrak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears just a brown suit. Her hair is golden and curly. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Gifted from a young age, Falkrunn studied abroad. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. 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.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Druidic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Elizabeth York, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has no hair. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Priest but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Nirgel Anarchy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a green vest and prefers tan and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are silver.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Nirgel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He became a Bricklayer soon after.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Celestial, Druidic, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Liftrasa Thrahak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'2". She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and her gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. Her golden hair is still thick. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
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. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: Liftrasa was born the youngest of three triplets. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Barrister they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Spy, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Ernest Graham, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who has the majority of his body covered in plate, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Ernest 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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Silk rope.
Shadow Treat, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her fur is orange, silky, and of moderate length. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson pastel hat.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. The war was a terrible time for her, and Shadow does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: White pearl (60 gp).
Shadow Running, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her black fur is thinning but still full. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She uses divination through singing.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Shadow was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 0 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Myria Tealeaf, Female Halfling [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 tattered old clothes. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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