Salasar Verthisathurgiesh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. He has done his best to style his rusty crest to look like a famous performer. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Salasar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Salasar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Theirastra Fasharash, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She hates Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.
Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Solid gold idol (300 gp).
Jocelyn Yardley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries axes. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Breena Glittergem, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears long strands of jet and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: Breena hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. She worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Seeks redemption.
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Damakos Fealty, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.
Dain Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Bellfounder father left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Ralf Amakiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Ralf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ahlyssa Emsworth, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it, and carries tridents. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are blue and catlike.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Ahlyssa enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahlyssa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. Iolite (60 gp).
Heather Hayden, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She has wavy brown hair. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: She was raised in a forest tribe. Heather 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. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and her religion dominates her actions
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin, Elven, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Jet (120 gp).
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