Harbek Stoutale, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Harbek grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Harbek liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Whurdred Rubyeye, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, yellow shirt, and brown tie. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and money/treasure
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Engong Hadleigh, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. She wears her chestnut hair up. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Saphara Qyxpahrgh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a black Stetson hat and black clothes and is in decent physical shape. Her brass crest is knotted and matted. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: Born to a Sellsword, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Saphara abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Thiala Amakiir, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. Her brown hair is well kept. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Thiala was born on a far southern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Fletcher. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is content; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Naivara Toti, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is typically in her Ruler uniform. She is portly but not overly obese. She sports chestnut long hair. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She's also a talented Carpenter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp).
Elaim Rubyeye, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Elaim reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 20 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.
Pelt Of Passion, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 4'8" and likes to wear pastel tank tops with brown skirt. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. As a young child she wandered into the woods despite her father's warnings against it. Afterwards she claimed she had encountered orcs who tried to eat her hand. She tends to her Adventurer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away; and a deep hatred of orcs
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp.
Mehen Turnuroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His crest is bronze and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Mehen was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 180 gp.
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