Naill Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears dull blue sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
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 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: Naill 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. Naill was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Naill decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Quarion Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His brown hair is cut short. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Quarion alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
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 |
Possessions: 2800 sp.
Thamuz Guile, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'9" northern man, he wears tattered old clothes. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length dark red hair. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Terran
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, 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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rivaan Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a green costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His white crest is heavily combed to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Carpenter mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Zedaar Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Zedaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). 1 Chain shirt.
Avice Burton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear flannel. With wild red hair. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: She was born into a rich family. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Detective and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Silk rope.
Rhogar Yarjerit, Male Dragonborn [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 wears a simple black robe with violet stripes complete with hood. He has styled his copper crest well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He was born in a small plains village. A gifted student he started as a Engraver, but he got bored and became a Cartwright. He struck the Cartwright job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Osco Wildheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears red painted combat armor at almost all times, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Osco grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Halfling 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Felosial Ostoroth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. She wears her blonde hair up. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 south. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Brewer they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Mortician, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and doesn't want to be a mortician and was forced into it by her family
Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Abyssal
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: Pink pearl (140 gp). 1 Hourglass.
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