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Purson Flair, Male Tiefling [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 styled his dark red hair well, parting it to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the south to a Ploughman, Purson learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Purson Flair, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)8 (-1) 11 (+0)8 (-1) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Investigation +1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 800 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). 1 Antitoxin.


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Glim Gummen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Glim hails from a village terrorized by brigands. 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 wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Glim Gummen, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 17 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills History +3, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 140 gp.


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Torgga Deepdelver, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. The war was a terrible time for her, and Torgga does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Torgga was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Shortens vowels

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Torgga Deepdelver, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)18 (+4) 5 (-3)8 (-1)
Skills Medicine -1, Nature +6
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Orc, Abyssal, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14530000000

Possessions: 160 gp. Amethyst (140 gp).


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Berrian Rothenel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old thin voice

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Berrian Rothenel, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)17 (+3) 7 (-2)15 (+2) 13 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Medicine +3, Performance +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 100 sp.


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Ombul Stoutbridge, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He usually wears his red robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. To his fellows he 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: Ombul lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. After a long history of fighting, Ombul and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Ombul Stoutbridge, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 10 (+0)11 (+0) 8 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +1, Deception +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 130 gp.


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Hobart Hogcollar, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: 3'4" and muscular, this northern man wears white trousers with red and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Irish accent

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Hobart Hogcollar, Male Halfling Sorcerer 3
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)11 (+0) 16 (+3)10 (+0) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Medicine +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Decarabia Grace, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Jeweler. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Decarabia was born the youngest of three triplets. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Jeweler. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Jeweler for hire.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Squeaky

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Decarabia Grace, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)16 (+3) 12 (+1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Arcana +4, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Foxilon Smoothhands, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes are violet and beady.

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. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Foxilon Smoothhands, Male Halfling Sorcerer 3
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)16 (+3) 14 (+2)7 (-2) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +1, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Blossom Underfoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. 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: Blossom hails from a village terrorized by orcs. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting orcs, the young Blossom began to lead the lost caravan. She struck the Mayor job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Slurs words

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Blossom Underfoot, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (2'9") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)9 (-1) 17 (+3)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 90 gp.


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