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Eiravel Quinten, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is chestnut and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the west. Eiravel was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Voice breaks

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Eiravel Quinten, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 12 (+1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Investigation +2, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 110 gp. Silver pearl (90 gp).


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Flame Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of a Doctor, who enjoyed hunting, Flame was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Flame took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Flame Of Claws, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 10 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +3, Deception +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 3000 cp.


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Olunt Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Stutters

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Olunt Caebrek, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)6 (-2) 14 (+2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)3 (-4)
Skills Acrobatics +0, Intimidation -2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 70 gp.


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Kite In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is portly but not overly obese. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Kite was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Kite took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: pre-pubescent

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Kite In the Storm, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 10 (+0)17 (+3) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Mugrunden Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and violet robe with the hood down. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mugrunden was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Mugrunden Imbixtellrhyst, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 17 (+3)13 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +3, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 5000 cp.


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Alice Rothenel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She wears her silver hair up. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Alice was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Aggressive tone

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Alice Rothenel, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)16 (+3) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Nature +4, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 4000 cp. Rose (30 gp).


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Trynnicus Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His bronze crest is still thick. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He got into the Farmer business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Sailor, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Farmer.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

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Trynnicus Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Arcana +3, Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.


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Myria Goldfound, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Myria lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a very small child her family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. Her mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect her and cast a teleportation spell that whisked her away. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Stutters

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Myria Goldfound, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)9 (-1) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Nature +1, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Ovak Trowbridge, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She carries with her a set of daggers, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and to protect her home

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Ovak Trowbridge, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)10 (+0) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Athletics +4, Persuasion +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 200 sp.


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