Myathethil Selevarun, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 4'10" and muscular, this western woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Oriff Daerdahk, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her auburn hair is braided into rings. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Oriff was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 worked as a Hunter like her mother before her.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Undercommon, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Lone In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red fur is knotted and matted. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.
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. 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. Lone fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Half-Elven compassion.
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Euphemia High-hill, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She keeps her blonde hair in a flapper bob. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. 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. Euphemia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ida Blakeley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is physically well-built. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ida will drive conversation. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 2 Tanglefoot bags.
Berrian Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'7" and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
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. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to reunite with his absent mother
Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Ahvain Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Ahvain enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ahvain grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 6000 cp.
Birel Qualanthri, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a violet tunic with pastel highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. She is physically well-built. Her hair is black and curly. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Birel isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Bendoo Merton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat, and carries halberds. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. After coming to the age of reason, Bendoo took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She is content; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
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 | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Silver pearl (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
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