Havilar Phrahdrandon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her long scarlet crest kept up in a rat tail. She has a dull look in her red eyes.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Havilar is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Detective father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she is greedy
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.
Thorin Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has wavy white hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by his family; and money/treasure
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Vrondiss Turnuroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black crest has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant gold.
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. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vrondiss grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).
Peren Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Peren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Jelenneth Ostoroth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses like a well dressed Spice Merchant does. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length red hair. She has brown eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spice Merchant.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people
Flaws: Cynical, Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
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: 400 sp.
Balimaar Conway, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'5" and wears a violet costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Tricking Peak, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She carries with her a set of crossbows on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. She wears her beige fur up. Her half smiles and yellow eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Tricking was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 pp.
Odo Roscoe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is auburn and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
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 is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 3 Holy water.
Eridred Torevir, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather, she is not a threatening figure. She has moderate length red hair. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
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. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with her Stylist father left her crippled. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
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