Gimurt Balderk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His red hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Thorin Fallack, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an entirely brown suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his auburn hair up. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 struck the Armorer job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Armorer responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Five Running, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat, and she perpetually has her longsword ready. She keeps her gray fur in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Five took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. She tends to her Tanner job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Tanner responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Beatrice Melancon, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears an entirely yellow suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is obsessed with her god.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She bought a quarterstaff and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, 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 | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Nimble Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His lavender fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nimble 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 he is greedy
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Sard (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Paggen Dunben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He usually wears his blue robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Paggen liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Greethen Pyraxtallinost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His copper crest is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Adventurer; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Vlorn Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a fancy red suit, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 2'11" when asserting himself. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to prove his worth to the world
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Kite Of Passion, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She stands about 5'6" and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her lavender fur is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
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