Solomon Charlton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has golden hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. A true patriot, Solomon would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Lagazi Harley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She tends to wear a white poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her psionic talents. Being a Cook kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: Revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Disguise kit.
Panana Gimlen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Infernal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Pijjirik Linxakasendalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and is pretty ugly. His green crest is unkempt and raggedy. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Pijjirik was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Jet (40 gp).
Duergath Rumnaheim, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is black and curly. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duergath 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.
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.
Ekemon Tragedy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ekemon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He married young, but lost his spouse to dire rats. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Revenge; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Erias Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by beers. His blonde hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mercenary. He became a Mercenary soon after.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Mugrunden Clethtinthiallor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His white crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Myev Mitchell, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Myev hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Myev was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Myev was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Red spinel (90 gp).
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