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Simon Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has worked as a Beggar like his father before him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Simon Kensley, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)12 (+1) 12 (+1)15 (+2) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Insight +2, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 40 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp).


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Ronwe Hate, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She tends to wear a large green jacket. She carries with her a set of spears on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She has no hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She comes from a rich eastern family. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Ronwe Hate, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)11 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)19 (+4)
Skills Deception +6, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 110 gp.


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Sariel Feeny, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This light-skinned female wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a shield on her belt. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her hair is silver and curly. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Sariel lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sariel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Voice breaks

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Sariel Feeny, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)15 (+2) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 5 (-3)10 (+0)
Skills Insight -1, Intimidation +2
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 50 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.


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Ghesh Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His copper crest is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Cartwright. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has a crush on the local cartwright

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

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Ghesh Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)11 (+0) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 16 (+3)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 50 gp. Tourmaline (110 gp).


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Uthemar Mellerelel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He worked as a nervous Body Guard and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Body Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Lazy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

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Uthemar Mellerelel, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)11 (+0) 18 (+4)14 (+2)
Skills History +2, Perception +6
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 1 Bullseye lantern.


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Bernard Wallace, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has shaved his head bald. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Performer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Bernard Wallace, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Athletics +5, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 20 gp. Amethyst (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Flask Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs, and carries falchions. Her orange fur is greasy and uncared for. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Flask has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Flask Of Ale, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)8 (-1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 14 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Arcana +2, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Norman Fahrend, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries bastard swords. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Norman has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Shortens vowels

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Norman Fahrend, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +4, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 5000 cp. Silver pearl (70 gp).


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Trym Budd, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are violet and catlike.

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. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Trym studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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Trym Budd, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 6 (-2)9 (-1)
Skills Performance +1
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 400 sp.


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