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Nimble Timber, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Nimble Timber, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 14 (+2)15 (+2) 15 (+2)9 (-1)
Skills Medicine +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 170 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.


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Quarethon Yarjerit, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his red crest in a flapper bob. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Gifted from a young age, Quarethon studied abroad. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Quarethon Yarjerit, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 17 (+3)15 (+2) 15 (+2)17 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Cimer Anarchy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fletcher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fletcher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Cimer Anarchy, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)10 (+0) 12 (+1)16 (+3) 11 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Auran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.


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Astaro Faith, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available she will default to her rapier. Her blue hair is still thick. She has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Astaro reached her early adolescence her Tiefling 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Astaro was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Astaro Faith, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116500

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Oppah Pilwicken, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings, and is pretty ugly. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Oppah liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

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Oppah Pilwicken, Female Gnome Sorcerer 3
Small (3'1") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 22 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)14 (+2) 18 (+4)11 (+0) 10 (+0)7 (-2)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Insight +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Nutae Thorton, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Nutae Thorton, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)17 (+3) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +5, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Terran, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 30 gp.


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Buvvie Pilwicken, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. Her blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are violet.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: French accent

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Buvvie Pilwicken, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'1") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 17 (+3)17 (+3) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +2, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon, Gnoll, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 80 gp.


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Koeth Madden, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears dull yellow sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Dutch accent

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Koeth Madden, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)17 (+3) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Arcana +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Raam Sorrow, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a green tunic with yellow highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His brown hair is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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Raam Sorrow, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Nature +4, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 1000 cp.


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