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Robert Jenkins, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Robert hails from a village terrorized by drow. When Robert reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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Robert Jenkins, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)16 (+3) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Persuasion +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11650

Possessions: 7000 cp. 6 Acid flasks.


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Tharivol Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Layabout for hire.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rolls R's

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Tharivol Raethran, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 10 (+0)17 (+3) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Goblin, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Mantus Integrity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Mantus was born with his father's beautiful face. After coming to the age of reason, Mantus took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slurs words

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Mantus Integrity, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)15 (+2) 9 (-1)18 (+4)
Skills Nature +4, Performance +6
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Bryseis Decorum, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She is a husky woman, who wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears her dark red hair up. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Breathy voice

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Bryseis Decorum, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'7") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)13 (+1) 10 (+0)7 (-2) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 1000 sp.


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Lewis Wilborn, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished man wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Indian accent

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Lewis Wilborn, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 8 (-1)10 (+0) 10 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills History +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 1800 sp.


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River Blossom, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'2". He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. He has dyed his greying white fur a little too much giving a sharp white color. 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 is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Irish accent

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River Blossom, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 14 (+2)5 (-3) 11 (+0)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +4, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Banded mail.


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Veloptima Shadowcloak, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Veloptima grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When Veloptima reached her early adolescence her Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Raspy

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Veloptima Shadowcloak, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 9 (-1)16 (+3) 15 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Arcana +5, Persuasion +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic, Undercommon, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 150 gp.


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Gardain Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He is an epitome of beauty. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 Dwarf in existence. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gardain grew up listening to his father's many stories. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Pirate accent

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Gardain Bigtoe, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)14 (+2) 17 (+3)16 (+3) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Intimidation +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Terran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Thoradin Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing a long, grey cloak. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 Dwarf in existence. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A freak accident while working with his Priest mother left him crippled. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fletcher.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to be a priest again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

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Thoradin Goldfinder, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 19 (+4)17 (+3) 6 (-2)11 (+0)
Skills Persuasion +2, Survival +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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