Puyet Winterbourne, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and brown tie. She has no hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Puyet was born on a far southern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Assassin. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Assassin for hire.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 230 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Simple lock.
Chay Fastfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with grey slacks. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Chay lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Barrister soon after.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and expand his business
Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Blue quartz (4 gp).
Dentratha Akambherylliax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her longbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished longbow as well. Her white crest is long and unkept. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing writing.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Brewer father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Red garnet (90 gp).
Joser Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1800 sp.
Hunter Lepus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This light-skinned male is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is auburn and very short. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Pikar Honeypot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tattered old clothes, and is pretty ugly. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Pikar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. 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: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Gifted, Joker, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Iolite (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp).
Right-Handed Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His brown fur is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: The child of a Herbalist, who enjoyed hunting, Right-Handed was taken on many hunting expeditions. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Herbalist, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Egelina Royal, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She's also a talented Barrister, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: 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; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Agnes Beitz, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. She wears baggy grey pantaloons and a tan scarf. She has a hunchback. Her moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Agnes was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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