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Arnold Stauffer, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and tan robe with the hood down. His hair is black and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Courier, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Timid voice

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Arnold Stauffer, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)9 (-1) 9 (-1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Performance +5, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Xappan Divinity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He wears his purple hair up. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. 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 is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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Xappan Divinity, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +3, Deception +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 1 Bullseye lantern.


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Lone Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses like a well dressed Slave Trader does. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lone does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and expand his business

Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

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Lone Fang, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)18 (+4) 15 (+2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Medicine +3, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 700 sp.


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Cumpen Ningel, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. A true patriot, Cumpen would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the west. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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Cumpen Ningel, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)17 (+3) 17 (+3)17 (+3) 6 (-2)10 (+0)
Skills Athletics +0, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Goblin, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Pyntle Welber, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Bounty Hunter father left her crippled. 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 content.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Posh accent

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Pyntle Welber, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)14 (+2) 9 (-1)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +1, Intimidation +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 350 gp.


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Dimble Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a blue collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Dimble abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Dimble Quillsharpener, Male Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 15 (+2)17 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 10000 cp.


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Mantus Failure, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mantus fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Mantus Failure, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 16 (+3)18 (+4)
Skills Nature +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Ekemon Temperance, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This man stands a little under 6'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear green tank tops with yellow pants. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a Sailor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Breathy voice

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Ekemon Temperance, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 12 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +3, Nature +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1300 sp.


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Greethen Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He usually wears his green robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His rusty crest is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Greethen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He struck the Apothecary job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Greethen Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)9 (-1) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 10 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Intimidation +2, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 150 gp.


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