Aelar Xiloscient, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Aelar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Aelar. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.
Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Maiathah Ilphelkiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This fat western woman has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Maiathah lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but she was a colossal failure. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Map Maker.
Motivation: She's in love; and balancing her hectic life and new map maker responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Gilkass Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She keeps her bronze crest in a pixie cut. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her red eyes.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.
History: Gilkass was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. 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. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: High pitched, excited
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Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Coral (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp).
Everard Conway, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 6'1" and wears a grey small hat and grey clothes. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He has worked as a Sailor like his father before him.
Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Goblin, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 60 gp.
Eran Quickstep, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. She carries with her a set of kukris, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Cook but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: Eran was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. A freak accident while working with her Bowyer mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Valanthe Wasanthi, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. The war was a terrible time for her, and Valanthe does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Valanthe was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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. Valanthe fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Adam Stansfield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of sapphire and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He was born in the south. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Howard Swiftwhistle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He comes from a rich southern family. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Lone Timber, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her red fur is lengthy. Her yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Lone embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. Lone enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Lone was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Lone's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to prove her worth to the world
Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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