Gerbo Oomtrowl, Male Gnome [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 prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Marastyr Bofdann, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left arm. She is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and tan handkerchief worn on her left side. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has never given up on her singing dream.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Artistic, Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
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: 310 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Bella Littlefoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She wears her chestnut hair up. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Born to a Painter, her mother struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Bella never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 230 gp.
Harvest Blossom, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His black fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Dyer profession.
History: He was born in the east. Harvest was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Marshal. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Holy water. 1 Thunderstones.
Dreali Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Dreali 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 Dreali. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Bloodstone (40 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Skirt Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears his black fur down. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Skirt was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Himo Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Adventurer business.
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 600 sp.
Vonana Brawnanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 3'10". She wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, 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 |
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Aust Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is typically in his Baker uniform. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Aust was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Fortune-teller, but he got bored and became a Baker. He tends to his Baker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
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