Lewis Peyton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it and is in decent physical shape. He wears his auburn hair up. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.
History: Lewis was born the youngest of three triplets. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Norkruuth Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Norkruuth hails from a village terrorized by giants. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sai use. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Uraim Helcral, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts, and carries spears. His blonde hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: Uraim wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Uraim 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 Uraim. Being a Fortune-teller kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Rael Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. 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 Interpreter. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Interpreter for hire.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Drusilia Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She carries with her a set of daggers, each one with a opal on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her tied-back hair is blonde. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
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: 4000 cp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). 1 Everburning torch.
Rurik Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bookbinder but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Rurik took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2400 sp.
Mreksh Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with violet slacks. He has moderate length gold crest. He has a dull look in his red eyes.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: The child of a Apothecary, who enjoyed hunting, Mreksh was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Tailor and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).
Joan Blakely, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her golden hair is well kept. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Joan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: She is greedy; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Moss agate (6 gp).
Cora Underfoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 2'9", this woman wears a red shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 230 gp.
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