Ahvain Madden, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and beady.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Ahvain's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has never given up on his writing dream.
Motivation: Wants a kiss.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Aquan, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Salanop Ironhide, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She carries with her a set of maces on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and 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
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Arava Nemmonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. Her gold crest is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She tends to her Actor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Raam Horror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
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: 3000 cp.
Melech Cryptic, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Melech was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Halfling, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Havilar Yarjerit, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her crest is bronze and curly. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: Gifted from a young age, Havilar studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Havilar took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has achieved small success as a Farmer.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp.
Urshar Rumnaheim, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length blonde hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and 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
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, In love, Family. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
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: 1000 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).
Neega Brownrigg, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has dyed her greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Trey Allerton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a grey shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them and is in decent physical shape. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for him, and Trey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Trey abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Druidic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
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