Gilthur Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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. Gilthur fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
Art Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His fur is yellow and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 22 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 20 (+5) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Giant, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +7 / 1d10+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Doudra Bhenkumbyrznaax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her crest is cut close to her head. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: Doudra hails from a village terrorized by brigands. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Doudra was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fallthra Deepdelver, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'2", this woman wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She wears her white hair down. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Barkeep profession.
History: Fallthra was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has taken up work as a Performer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Flaws: Sensitive, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 170 gp.
Sarah Holton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.
History: She was born into a rich family. Through the years after Sarah was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Sarah's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Sybil Clayden, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She carries a battered shortspear and tarnished hammer as well. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 45. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When Sybil reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Rosalind Bentham, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: The child of a Stableman, who enjoyed hunting, Rosalind was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp).
Erevan Romeo, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Born in the south to a Soapmaker, Erevan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 Soapmaker. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp).
Daar Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available she will default to her crossbow. Her white crest is smooth and relatively long. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: Daar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She became a Tailor soon after.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).
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