Emeny Gracey, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her hair is short and auburn. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker grey hat.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Emeny will drive conversation. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. A gifted student she started as a Herbalist, but she got bored and became a Fortune-teller. She struck the Fortune-teller job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Harann Orexijandilin, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a green costume with the symbols of magic on her torso. She has dyed her greying red crest a little too much giving a sharp red color. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Ermina Ansley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This dark-skinned female is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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 daughter.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, 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: 150 gp.
Hillanot Dhyrktelonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her crest is blue and very short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Nature, In love. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Brottor Durthane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has wavy silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: Born in the east to a Cook, Brottor learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cook for the past few years.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Arara Boleem, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She carries with her a set of swords on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Celestial, Draconic, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 1 Banded mail.
Pyxrin Dhyrktelonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She carries with her a set of longbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her red crest is heavily combed to the left. She has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pyxrin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Veit Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is typically in his Beggar uniform. He has shaved his head bald. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
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 feeds upon the attention of others.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. He tends to his Beggar job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a barber again
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Theobald Winterbourne, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Being a Stylist 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 is unsatisfied with his job.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
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