Caelynn Galanodel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.
Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is an amazing painter.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Numba Silverthread, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears professional attire. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are blue.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. 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. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Cloak Of Passion, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a mite stocky and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull blue iron scale mail. Her white fur, when down, is lengthy. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Cloak is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: She was born in the north. She 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. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Oriax Chaos, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Junk Dealer profession.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has taken up work as a Sculptor and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Purban Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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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 dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Mindartis Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 4'11" and wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He is baby faced.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Cloak On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His gray fur, when down, is lengthy. His fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Cloak was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Miller. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's in love
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, In love, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Eberk Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears baggy grey pantaloons and a pastel scarf. He has shaved his head bald. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Eberk was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Shipwright, but he was a colossal failure. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and expand his business
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp.
Tharivol Mitchell, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, green shirt, and violet tie. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: He was born in the west. Tharivol was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Masseuse. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Masseuse responsibilities is difficult; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1800 sp.
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