Glim Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He has the majority of his body covered in plate, marred by beers. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 pp.
Kelter Fastfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: The child of a Architect, who enjoyed hunting, Kelter was taken on many hunting expeditions. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Dreali Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Gerard Shelby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Gerard abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Auran, Druidic, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Skirt Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has wavy yellow fur. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Skirt's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Gnome
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 1900 sp.
Cressel Agility, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Detective profession.
History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Antinua Ariessus, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She works hard and plays hard.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, 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 | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Naeris Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a tan collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is cut short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
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. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Naeris alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Naeris was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Trail On the Water, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He is physically well-built. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise green.
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 is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He got into the Cartwright business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Trail took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Cartwright like his father before him.
Motivation: Human compassion; and balancing his hectic life and new cartwright responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Job, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
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