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Randal Whitby, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Randal reached his early adolescence his Human father 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Randal Whitby, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon, Halfling, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Gale Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dyer.

Motivation: He is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new dyer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Squeaky

Attributes [hide]

Gale Grass, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 18 (+4)7 (-2)
Skills Investigation +1, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.


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Felgrat Berkeley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged man usually wears his black robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Felgrat was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Felgrat never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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Felgrat Berkeley, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 10 (+0)7 (-2) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Intimidation +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 300 sp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).


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Rimple Pilwicken, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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's looking for his big break; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Raspy

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Rimple Pilwicken, Male Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 18 (+4)8 (-1) 11 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Performance +5, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 10000 cp.


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Anastrianna Holimion, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 5'5", this woman prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. With bright black hair. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. She is a great chef.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Attributes [hide]

Anastrianna Holimion, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)13 (+1) 6 (-2)16 (+3) 15 (+2)7 (-2)
Skills Perception +4, Persuasion +0
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Auran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 20 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp).


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Namfoodle Welber, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Namfoodle was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Farmer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

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Namfoodle Welber, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 130 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp).


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Rimple Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Born in the north to a Adventurer, Rimple learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Slurs words

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Rimple Gimlen, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)14 (+2) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 17 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +2, Deception +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Banded mail.


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Myathethil Arnuanna, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a blue shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and black pants. She carries with her a set of hammers on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. She sports golden long hair. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Myathethil was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Myathethil 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 Myathethil. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Loud with bravado

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Myathethil Arnuanna, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 7 (-2)10 (+0) 16 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Investigation +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.


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Miles Beverly, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: 6'3" and muscular, this southern man wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His first spouse was a Seamstress, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Miles Beverly, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 5 (-3)9 (-1)
Skills History +4, Intimidation +1
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 10 pp.


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