Hlin Eversharp, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She wears her silver hair up. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gray eyes.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and someone believes her a fraud
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Chain shirt.
Ahvain Tao, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right leg. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: He was born in a small island village. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Draconic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Frederick Hayden, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His hair is short and black. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has a crush on the local gardener
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Purban Hilltopple, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a red coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At some point he was captured by giants and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Purban was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he wants revenge against giants
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Bilga Kent, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She is typically in her Courier uniform. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Bilga was born on a far eastern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Courier. She has never given up on her writing dream.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Coral (160 gp).
Adrik Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears professional attire. His silver hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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: Born to a Navigator, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
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: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Kellen Turen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His blue eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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's also a talented Navigator, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Iolite (20 gp).
Stacee Shadowquick, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She keeps her chestnut hair in a pixie cut. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her parents were killed by illithids in a raid when she was still a young child. The illithids captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and a deep hatred of illithids
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Sylvan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Meriele Selevarun, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her black hair is still thick. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
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