Vrondiss Clethtinthiallor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red crest is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Vrondiss took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption
Bonds: In love, Family, Criminal record, Military, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Coral (130 gp). Banded agate (13 gp).
Gûnd Westbrook, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is blonde and curly. He has green eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Gûnd was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Right-Handed Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a simple brown robe with blue stripes complete with hood, and carries longbows. Her white fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Right-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Shamash Daardendrian, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears baggy green pantaloons and a black scarf, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His bronze crest is still thick. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
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. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Shamash and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Torgga Frostbeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and pastel pants, and carries greatswords. She has slicked back white hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Torgga wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age her mother died while driving off some drow. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in greatsword use. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Torgga was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and she desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Chay Shadowquick, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Chay was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Auran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Urshar Bloodkith, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She likes to wear grey tank tops with blue skirt. She is portly but not overly obese. Her chestnut hair is long and unkept. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Urshar was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Delre Dankil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood. Her hair is chestnut and very short. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Ilde Fallack, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is typically in her Laborer uniform. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Laborer. She became a Laborer soon after.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Laborer and was forced into it by her family.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Silk rope.
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