Naivara Withrethin, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her blonde hair is thinning but still full. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: Naivara was born with her mother's beautiful face. After coming to the age of reason, Naivara took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Beast Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left leg. He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has no fur. He has blue eyes.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Server
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Geoffrey Abram, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dyer, and is pretty ugly. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Geoffrey was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to prove his worth to the world
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Arjhan Xephyrbahnor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a fancy black suit. His gold crest is thinning but still full. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Shipwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: To be a Assassin again; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Two Llamas In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has dyed her greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. She has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Two Llamas's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Two Llamas enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Two Llamas was born the youngest of three triplets. She was taken from her home at a very young age. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Manfred Kenley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A gifted student he started as a Layabout, but he got bored and became a Miller. He tends to his Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new miller responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Helja Torevir, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has a very tight haircut. She has a dull look in her green eyes.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
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 Helja reached her early adolescence her Dwarf 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. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep
Flaws: Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, 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: 330 gp.
Ridaro Tiltathana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tan vest and prefers yellow and black shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She wears her red hair down. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and to be a carpenter again
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Ella Sylvaranth, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. She has no hair. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: She was born in the west. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
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