Manea Fortune, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: 5'7" and muscular, this eastern woman wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has wavy blue hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: She was born in the east. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Trag Rowley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with brown slacks. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Born in the east to a Mercenary, Trag learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Flame Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his white fur down. His skin is flawless and his yellow eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Flame was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant, Celestial, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 sp. Jade (70 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).
Boddynock Pilwicken, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses like a well dressed Miller does. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He got into the Miller business at a young age. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miller. He struck the Miller job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Slave, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Veit Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Veit was taken on many hunting expeditions. Veit liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 pp.
Shane Hanali, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Born to a Bellfounder, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gifted student he started as a Bellfounder, but he got bored and became a Bounty Hunter. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bounty Hunter.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and expand his business
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Abyssal, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
Peren Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is physically well-built. His hair is silver and curly. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Gifted from a young age, Peren studied abroad. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He's also a talented Mortician, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a mortician again
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Pijjirik Sumnarghthrysh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. His silver crest is heavily combed to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Orianna Doubt, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a quarterstaff on her belt, she is not a threatening figure. Her brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. 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 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. Orianna is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Orianna fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
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