Ribbles Bafflestone, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an entirely tan suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and balancing his hectic life and new ploughman responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 20 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. 2 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch.
Nimble Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her half smiles and yellow eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Puyet Blakeley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Puyet was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Puyet decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Puyet never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and to clean up the streets
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, In love, Guardian. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Average lock.
Adelard Clive, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears dull brown sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp).
Norsko Clayden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Norsko 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. Norsko abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Abyssal
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: Just what you see.
Seven Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has moderate length brown fur. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Seven was born the youngest of three triplets. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Iolite (80 gp). White opal (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).
Jarsali Berevan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a blue coat. She wears her brown hair down. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She worked as a nervous Servant and found it very stressful. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 6 years.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and balancing her hectic life and new servant responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Red spinel (120 gp).
Percival Vance, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a fancy brown suit. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Merchant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Seamstress, but he was a colossal failure. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Gomory Tindall, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Gomory 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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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