Miles Holland, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears dull yellow sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Miles was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants revenge against giants
Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Pink pearl (130 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.
Seven Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and green handkerchief worn on her left side. She has wavy red fur. She has a dull look in her yellow eyes.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Seven embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Seven was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to reunite with her absent mother
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Superior lock.
Bidreked Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great joy in being the best Barkeep in town.
History: Born in the south to a Barkeep, Bidreked learned a great deal about his mother'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 Barkeep. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barkeep responsibilities is difficult; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Solomon Blakely, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear grey tank tops with pastel pants. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has no hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Solomon was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Jelenneth Meliamne, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears professional attire. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
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 Elf in existence. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.
History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. She moved out north to avoid the crime she committed. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Gnoll, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Lucan Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and expand his business
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +7 / 1d4+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Irann Mancilla, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She is portly but not overly obese. Her blonde hair is cut short. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She tends to her Beggar job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a barrister again
Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Celestial, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Vlorn Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Vlorn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Silver pearl (100 gp).
Seebo Dunben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is red. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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