Joan Sydney, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is lean but muscular and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her hair is long and white with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Through the years after Joan was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Joan's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Elama Callan, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and brown handkerchief worn on her right side. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her feathered yellow hat.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Holy water.
Vlorn Hogcollar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.
History: He got into the Courier business at a young age. Vlorn was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Courier. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Goblin, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Amber (140 gp).
Drenna Tindall, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears baggy white pantaloons and a black scarf. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around her ears. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 12. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
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. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Iolite (20 gp).
Faral Iathrana, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman wears a blue collared shirt and black skirt. She accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her black hair up. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: Faral 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. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Veit Durthane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is physically well-built. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Gifted from a young age, Veit studied abroad. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp).
Immeral Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Immeral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Immeral was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Immeral's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.
Kilvar Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born into a rich family. Kilvar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Carter. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 60 gp.
Decarabia Mercy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. She carries with her a set of whips, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are black.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Decarabia grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.
Motivation: To be a Carpenter again; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
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