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Richard Branson, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Priest. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: The child of a Farmer, who enjoyed hunting, Richard was taken on many hunting expeditions. He worked as a nervous Priest and found it very stressful. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Richard never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Richard Branson, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 10 (+0)12 (+1) 16 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills History +3, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 6000 cp.


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Valida Trollbleeder, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat, and is pretty ugly. She wears her black hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Courier work with an outfit from a few towns over. Courier work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She became a Courier soon after.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Courier responsibilities is difficult; and expand her business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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Valida Trollbleeder, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 17 (+3)9 (-1) 11 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Nature +1, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Simple lock.


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Flask Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She dresses like a well dressed Bounty Hunter does. Her yellow fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She got into the Bounty Hunter business at a young age. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Bounty Hunter for hire.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Flask Of Claws, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)12 (+1) 6 (-2)11 (+0) 10 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills History +2, Insight +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Simon Stafford, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Simon was born the youngest of three triplets. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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Simon Stafford, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 10 (+0)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +3, Insight +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 4000 cp.


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Igden Shadowcloak, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a blue coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He has no hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Farmer. He tends to his Farmer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Igden Shadowcloak, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)8 (-1) 18 (+4)11 (+0) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Investigation +2, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Traubon Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with violet slacks. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Herbalist profession.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has taken up work as a Performer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and balancing his hectic life and new performer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Traubon Trueanvil, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)15 (+2) 8 (-1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Athletics +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 360 gp.


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Berrian Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Berrian Erenaeth, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)10 (+0) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 9 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Insight +1, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 80 gp.


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Stannor Copperkettle, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a red shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a Courier first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Courier. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Australian accent

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Stannor Copperkettle, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)11 (+0) 15 (+2)14 (+2) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 50 gp. 3 Thunderstones.


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Rinn Galanodel, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a dull look in her brown eyes.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Bricklayer business.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Nature, In love. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

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Rinn Galanodel, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)19 (+4) 9 (-1)15 (+2) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +4, Stealth +6
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 110 gp.


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