Nybarg Darby, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His hair is white and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
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 works hard and plays hard.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Nybarg 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Nalral Hammerstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Born to a Fletcher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Seven Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His lavender fur is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Seven reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Military. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 160 pp. Moonstone (40 gp). Black pearl (600 gp).
Eberk Bofdann, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple brown robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
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. After coming to the age of reason, Eberk took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 600 gp.
Pikar Jamjar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'1" and wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Pikar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Pikar. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: 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; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Celestial, Goblin
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp.
Left-Handed Of Ebony, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and blue handkerchief worn on her left side. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on her left hand. She has wavy black fur. Her half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Left-Handed hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her music career. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her music dream.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Diggory Westbrook, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man is typically in his Herbalist uniform. His clothes are grease stained in places. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Born to a Hunter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Herbalist for the past few years.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Tharivol Chance, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Tharivol hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Tharivol hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Shoemaker job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 90 gp.
Aerdeth Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. He wears his blonde hair down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aerdeth embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Born to a Farmer, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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