Reddlepop Bafflestone, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She has moderate length golden hair. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Hematite (13 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.
Heather Wallace, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 4 (-3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Windy Blossom, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3200 sp.
Mûg Denholm, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy red hair. He is baby faced.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mûg 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 Mûg. After months of barely getting by, Mûg managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and money/treasure
Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Family. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Eleanor Ilphelkiir, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She tends to wear a large yellow jacket. She carries a battered flail and tarnished shortbow as well. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: She was born on a small isolated farm. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Eleanor has worked very hard to control her curse. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She wants revenge against illithids; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Elegant Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her fur is short and beige. Her eyes are a pleasant copper.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Elegant 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. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her necromantic talents. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Kâka Stanley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His auburn hair is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Kâka was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Halfling compassion; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
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 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Frederick Mitchell, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Frederick was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and a deep hatred of giants
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Thervan Raethran, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Thervan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Thervan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Thervan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Family, Rich, In love, Religious. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Rock crystal (50 gp).
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