Fivin Iranapha, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. Now he works as a dancing tutor during his time off.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Hematite (16 gp).
Eberdeb Pingun, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hammers and maces. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Eberdeb 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. Eberdeb 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Flask Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a worn and beaten armor. His orange fur is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Flask hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in monstrous two handed axe use. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Tharivol Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender man wears skinny pants and wears a blue and brown robe with the hood down. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has achieved small success as a Hunter.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 2 Smokesticks.
Savaran Jharthraxyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, blue shirt, and brown tie. She has done her best to style her scarlet crest to look like a famous performer. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is a Courier first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Savaran was born on a far western mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Courier. She tends to her Courier job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and expand her business
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
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: 800 sp. White pearl (70 gp). 1 Disguise kit.
Susannah Snowdon, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears silk and lounges about seductively. With wild black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Susannah lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Duvamil Beren, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: Duvamil was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. Some 9 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Duvamil never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, In love, Job. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Everard Coleman, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and blue handkerchief worn on his left side. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. 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: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Coral (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Havilar Zzzxaaxthroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her brass crest is still thick. She has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.
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 is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. A freak accident while working with her Armorer mother left her crippled. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Havilar never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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