Quarion Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He has green eyes and a blue hat with a green feather.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Quarion is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Quarion hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fibblestib Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and carries clubs. His hair is auburn and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He found a children's book about a Gnome Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fibblestib fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
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 | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Pyntle Umbodoben, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: The child of a Sailor, who enjoyed hunting, Pyntle was taken on many hunting expeditions. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Pyntle alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Pyntle was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the goblins.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: In love, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Nella Hartford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, she is not a threatening figure. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the left. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Claira Netyoive, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'1" when asserting herself. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Claira is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Family, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Mreksh Akambherylliax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 6'5". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mreksh was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Pacifist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Pelt Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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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 very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Pelt lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Slave Trader work with an outfit from a few towns over. Slave Trader work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has achieved small success as a Slave Trader.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and to unite with her sister
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Sora Zzzxaaxthroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She wears her copper crest down. Her gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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 comes from a rich eastern family. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, In love, Job. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Ignan
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: 20 pp.
Simon Milton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a great chef.
History: Simon was born with his father's beautiful face. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 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: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork manacles.
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