Paelias Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tan broad hat and tan clothes. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He is baby faced.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
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 couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Tailor and was forced into it by his family.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Naeris Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears many layers of old clothing at all times and is in decent physical shape. He sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. To his fellows he 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: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His parents were killed by brigands in a raid when he was still a young child. The brigands captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Baern Burrowfound, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Harriet Shadowquick, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a red vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her red boots flare out at the collars. Her brown hair is lengthy. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She worked as a nervous Slave Trader and found it very stressful. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: Expand her business; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Lone Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has done his best to style his orange fur to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's in love
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
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: 5000 cp.
Chaedi Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is obsessed with her god.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. After a long history of fighting, Chaedi and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to find somewhere to settle down
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Ethereal Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. His beige fur is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
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: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Three Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his yellow fur. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his yellow eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Breastplate.
Amûg Walpole, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Marshal who has hired him part-time. He uses divination through singing.
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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Amûg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Tourmaline (130 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Amber (130 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.
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