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Sammal Flair, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the north to a Slave Trader, Sammal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When Sammal reached his early adolescence his Tiefling mother 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. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Slave Trader for the past few years.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Religious, Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scottish accent

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Sammal Flair, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 15 (+2)16 (+3) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Performance +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Ahvain Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has moderate length auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Farmer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Farmer.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Ahvain Ofandrus, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +5, Religion +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 110 gp. Malachite (13 gp).


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Reddlepop Maekkelferce, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears professional attire. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Reddlepop Maekkelferce, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'0") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 19 (+4)16 (+3) 6 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Medicine +0, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 3 Holy water.


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Cloak Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a pastel collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her fur is short and cinnamon. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cloak is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. Cloak enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cloak abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

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 she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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Cloak Candle, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)18 (+4) 15 (+2)17 (+3) 12 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Religion +5, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 250 gp. Jet (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp).


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Zâthra Hastings, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black feathered hat and black clothes. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Zâthra hails from a village terrorized by giants. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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: Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dark and ominous

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Zâthra Hastings, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)8 (-1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 9 (-1)9 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +1, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 19000 cp.


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Daar Kimbatuul, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her brass crest is long and unkept. She has gold eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Sellsword father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Excited and jittery

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Daar Kimbatuul, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 17 (+3)16 (+3) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Infernal, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.


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Oren Wiseacre, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

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Oren Wiseacre, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)11 (+0) 6 (-2)10 (+0) 10 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 230 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Grisha Morley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 6'10" and is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A freak accident while working with his Butcher mother left him crippled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Grisha Morley, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills History +4, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.


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Traubon Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Knight. He became a Knight soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Traubon Broodfist, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 13 (+1)11 (+0) 15 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills History +2, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 90 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp).


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