Baradad Wivvyrholdalphiax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white crest is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are gold.
Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Baradad was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 pp.
Reynard Cotton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a grey vest and prefers green and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: Born to a Courier, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.
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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Hupe Whispermouse, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears skinny pants and wears a red and grey robe with the hood down. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Hupe lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: To protect his home; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Giant, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Watson Whispermouse, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This western man wears a red shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His clothes are grease stained in places. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Watson was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Beggar hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.
Fivin Dulmage, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He comes from a rich western family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is greedy
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Backpack.
Habor Loathe, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines silver.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Unemployed hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Balimaar Holton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His hair is blonde and curly. His gray eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is content.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Terse, Mundane. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Halfling, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp).
Paelias Watson, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a violet vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Paelias alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Paelias was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Shadow Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is typically in his Courier uniform. His yellow fur is knotted and matted. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: He got into the Courier business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Courier.
Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.
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