Chem Power, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who tends to wear a large green jacket. He has moderate length black hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Chem was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Chem reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal, Abyssal, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Moonstone (60 gp). 1 Buckler.
Gimurt Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: Gimurt lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Banded mail.
Kabbarg Harlow, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on her belt. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her music with anyone who is interested.
History: Kabbarg was born with her father's beautiful face. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Star ruby (800 gp).
Tomph Nash, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. To her fellows she 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: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 gp. Coral (90 gp). 3 Holy water.
Symma Humplebumple, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. With bright brown hair. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 21 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Aquan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (400 gp).
Reynard Merton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His hair is silver and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Dyer business.
History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to clean up the streets
Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Valanthe Sylvaranth, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears baggy violet pantaloons and a yellow scarf. Her hair is red and very short. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. A freak accident while working with her Cook mother left her crippled. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Dimble Raulnor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Dimble is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Born to a Doctor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Tordek Aranore, 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 large brown jacket, marred by beers. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Celestial
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 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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