Travok Torunn, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Travok embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Superior lock.
Eran Smoothhands, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned woman stands 2'10" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. She keeps her brown hair in a flapper bob. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A freak accident while working with her Interpreter father left her crippled. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Flaws: Selfish, Impulsive, Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.
Ulla Pilwicken, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor, and she perpetually has her halberd ready. Her moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is an amazing painter.
History: She comes from a rich northern family. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Draconic, Giant, 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 | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hatae Amastacia, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 4'8" and tends to wear a violet poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is obsessed with her god.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people
Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Anbera Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears her blonde hair down. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her feathered grey hat.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: The child of a Mayor, who enjoyed hunting, Anbera was taken on many hunting expeditions. At some point she was captured by orcs and was tortured. After several years of this she finally managed to escape. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it
Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Slave, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 3 Holy water.
Arannis Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Arannis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Ilanis Ofandrus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She carries with her a set of bows on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. With bright chestnut hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Server. She tends to her Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Many gnolls want her driven away.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points -1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.
Aelar Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Aelar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Gadreel Fealty, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears an entirely black suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has no hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: Gadreel was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gifted student she started as a Fisher, but she got bored and became a Dyer. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points -1 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3100 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). 1 Antitoxin. 1 Antitoxin. 1 Smokesticks.
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