Chassath Skaarzborroosh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her rusty crest is still thick. Her half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Chassath was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. In her 18th year, her parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Chassath alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.
Motivation: She has a crush on the local Weaver.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, 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 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Bryseis Pride, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: 5'2" and muscular, this southern woman wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a trident on her belt. Her dark red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bryseis 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 to end her boredom
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Paymon Creed, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His black hair is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Paymon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Paymon. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan
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: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Cressel Doubt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He has white hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 600 sp. 1 Average lock.
Frouse Tarkelby, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Frouse was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To be a Carpenter again.
Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Alice Holton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: 4'8" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barkeep. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Being a Barkeep kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and retire the richest woman in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
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 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Lucan Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born in a small forest village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Neutral (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) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
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 | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Banded mail.
Dara Erenaeth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dara embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Through the years after Dara was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Dara's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Dara and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 4 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Orianna Vice, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She very much looks the part of a Dilettante, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'11" when asserting herself. She keeps her blue hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are likewise white. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: Orianna was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Through the years after Orianna was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Orianna's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, 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 |
Possessions: 280 gp. 2 Smokesticks.
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