Lilli Gobblefirn, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her pastel robe. She sports chestnut long hair. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Lilli hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her 17th 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Iolite (60 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Tim Huckabee, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears long strands of topaz and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan
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 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Spear Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down. His yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.
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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Spear was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Spear's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Jo TellPenny, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Oppah Miggledy, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She keeps her white hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. 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: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 400 sp.
Beiro Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Beiro was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Beiro decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (80 gp).
Darrow Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Born to a Hunter, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Apothecary for hire.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Kellen Tarkelby, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Azzakh Lhamboldennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears an entirely green suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. After a long history of fighting, Azzakh and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Jade (120 gp).
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