Gûndza Clinton, Male Half-Orc [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 wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.
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 invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic
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: 200 sp. 1 Everburning torch.
Roondar Fapplestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'5" when asserting himself. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Roondar was born the youngest of three triplets. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Has a crush, Family, Debt. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.
Ahvain Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He's in love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Five Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. 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 lavender fur down. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Five was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, In love, Rich, Military. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Aline Eathalena, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull green iron scale mail. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is a Bellfounder first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She got into the Bellfounder business at a young age. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Qualen Rofferton, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born in a small island village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Performer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Valafar Rumor, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green tunic with white highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is braided into rings. His ears are large.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He found a children's book about a Tiefling Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Maiathah Koehlanna, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She uses divination through singing.
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Maiathah took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Trail Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his black fur down. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
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: 230 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.
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