Leshanna Qualanthri, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her white hair is lengthy. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: Born to a Fisher, her father struggled to pay the bills. Leshanna abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Infernal, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Kiirith Delmirev, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy scarlet crest. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a hunchback. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Laborer. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military, In love. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Bucklal Honeypot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. A true patriot, Bucklal would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Bucklal reached his early adolescence his Halfling 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.
Thorpe Leagallow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mayor, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Tawar Windsor, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her red robe. Her hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: Tawar was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother.
Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Panana Reese, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears professional attire. Her hair is long and white with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Her green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Panana was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Fisher and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 3 (-4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d6-4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Dara Iathrana, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She carries with her a set of ceremonial daggers on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her youth she was a Scribe, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she wants revenge against brigands
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Himo Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 4'11" northern man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Silk rope.
Oriel Budd, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She usually wears her grey robe and has her kukri always slung over her shoulder. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. 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: 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 has all her life been fascinated with poetry.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: Seeks redemption.
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
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: 130 gp.
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