Nalral Torevir, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Nalral was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of gnolls
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp.
Gildmak Tosscobble, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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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 is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His hair is auburn and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Merchant for hire.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp.
Immeral Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Peren Yaeldrin, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Peren took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Shipwright they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Masseuse, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants to get laid
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Reynard Hildenman, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple violet robe with green stripes complete with hood, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Reynard 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; and he is greedy
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 4 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Smokesticks. 1 Smokesticks.
Heian Berevan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He has chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.
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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
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 Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Aelar Iranapha, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of nunchakus on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He wears his brown hair up. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Aelar hails from a village terrorized by drow. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Alston Humplebumple, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished kukri as well. His hair is black and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Borgu Beverly, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. The war was a terrible time for him, and Borgu does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Borgu was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Borgu was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Borgu's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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20 (+5) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d6+5, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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