Thiala Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her hair is short and black. She is baby faced.
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. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.
History: Born in the west to a Priest, Thiala learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. She has achieved small success as a Priest.
Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and balancing her hectic life and new priest responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).
Pelt In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and yellow handkerchief worn on her left side. Her lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Pelt liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Priest for hire.
Motivation: She wants revenge against goblins; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Infernal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Odo Roscoe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Odo 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 he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Elaim Strakeln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
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. To his fellows he 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents were killed by gnolls in a raid when he was still a young child. The gnolls captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. After a long history of fighting, Elaim and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp. 2 Antitoxin.
Zanna Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Zanna took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor she uses now. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and doesn't want to be a barkeep and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Thamior Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple blue robe with white stripes complete with hood. His silver hair is still thick. His ears are large.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thamior isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has worked as a Slave Trader like his mother before him.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Jaxi Kerrhylon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right arm. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She keeps her long black crest kept up in a rat tail. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: She was born in a small island village. 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. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Body Guard for hire.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Nicholas Tealeaf, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: Nicholas hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In his youth he was a Dyer, 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 sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Nicholas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Râsh Marlowe, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Banded mail.
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