Amnon Muse, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Amnon grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: He feels threatened by others.
Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Spear Treat, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her red fur is lengthy. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents were killed by brigands in a raid when she was still a young child. The brigands captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp).
Silgre Thorpe, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right arm. She wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. Her auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 13. 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. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Glim Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple blue robe with green stripes complete with hood. He has a very tight haircut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Glim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and 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
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Rieta Sorrow, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Locksmith business.
History: She got into the Locksmith business at a young age. She worked as a nervous Locksmith and found it very stressful. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Sariel Xistsrith, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'7", this woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. 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: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sariel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).
Rivaan Umbyrphrael, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His brass crest is smooth and relatively long. His red eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Moon Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished bastard sword as well. His fur is cut close to his head. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Moon 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Moon 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, Professionalism, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 240 gp.
Ubada Riley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a warhammer on her belt. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the left. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.
History: The child of a Servant, who enjoyed hunting, Ubada was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ubada fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
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