Artin Aranore, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Artin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and tiefling compassion
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, 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 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Erevan Ethanasath, Male Half-Elf [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 a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. His tied-back hair is red. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: Born in the north to a Junk Dealer, Erevan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 pp.
Euphemia Honeypot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Halflings. Her skin is light but she possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She has dyed her greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Born in the east to a Sellsword, Euphemia learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Sellsword work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sellsword work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She became a Sellsword soon after.
Motivation: Expand her business.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 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: 130 gp. 1 Silk rope.
Tagga Shelby, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears dull white sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Tagga is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bellfounder and was forced into it by her family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
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: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).
Pijjirik Hashphronyxadyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. His crest is red, silky, and of moderate length. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barkeep but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He comes from a rich northern family. His first spouse was a Brewer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Volen Harper, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. Her white hair is knotted and matted. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born into a rich family. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. 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: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.
Maynild Mellerelel, Female Half-Elf [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 blonde hair in a pixie cut. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to protect her home
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Ielenia Evans, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the right. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Cloud Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has no fur. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cloud grew up listening to her father's many stories. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
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