Beatrice Graeme, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman tends to wear a large brown jacket. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has wavy silver hair. Her half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 61. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp).
Spear Timber, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the right. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Manfred Reid, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Glassblower and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
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: 40 gp. Zircon (40 gp).
Dara Petrie, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a falchion on her belt. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Dara will drive conversation. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when she was still a young child. The dire rats captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Dara was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Cloak Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His fur is short and gray. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cloak was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Miner. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and many orcs want him driven away
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Myathethil Iathrana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Myathethil enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: She was born into a rich family. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and to unite with her sister
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
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: 6000 cp. Pink pearl (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Purson Secret, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Purson reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Purson was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Jezebeth Ennui, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Manea Pandaemonium, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Manea is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: She comes from a rich western family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon
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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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