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Berrian Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Squeaky

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Berrian Cithreth, Male Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 7 (-2)14 (+2) 9 (-1)15 (+2)
Skills Insight +1, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 190 gp. 2 Thunderstones.


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Chaedi Withrethin, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Chaedi Withrethin, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 13 (+1)4 (-3)
Skills Insight +3, Investigation +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 80 gp.


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Cask Prim Posies, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 6'9" and is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His gray fur is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered giants who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old thin voice

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Cask Prim Posies, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)15 (+2) 12 (+1)17 (+3) 16 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll, Infernal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 10000 cp.


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Chem Suspicion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 5'10" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his dark red hair up. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Chem Suspicion, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +2, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: Red garnet (110 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).


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Dustin Atherton, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 6'2" and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Dustin has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Dustin Atherton, Male Human Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12650000

Possessions: 900 sp.


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Chay Quickstep, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a white coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

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. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Chay Quickstep, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 16
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)20 (+5) 9 (-1)8 (-1) 9 (-1)9 (-1)
Skills Nature +1, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).


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Raer Ilphelkiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his red hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Gifted from a young age, Raer studied abroad. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Raer has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scottish accent

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Raer Ilphelkiir, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 17 (+3)17 (+3)
Skills Nature +4, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 40 pp.


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Tûhorn Marlee, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Tûhorn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dilettante for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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Tûhorn Marlee, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)13 (+1) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +2, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Himo Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple blue robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Himo Raethran, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +5, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 120 gp. Pink pearl (40 gp).


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