Fivin Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by beers. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Healer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Giant, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp).
Harvest Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. Her gray fur is singed and shortened. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Born to a Healer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp).
Lone Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available she will default to her rapier. Her fur is beige and curly. Her fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Lone and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 30 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.
Delg Frostbeard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses like a well dressed Bellfounder does. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He got into the Bellfounder business at a young age. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Draconic
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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Cairn Pain, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'9", this man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Druidic, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Sammal Moral, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Laborer born in the past three hundred years. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Born to a Sage, his father struggled to pay the bills. After coming to the age of reason, Sammal took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Silgre Spalding, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears baggy white pantaloons and a black scarf. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are gray and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Human culture. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. One day when Silgre was young, her father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her father dropped to the ground dead. Her father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Silgre was heart-stricken from the event, and her mother started working long hours to provde for them. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Shoemaker they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Fletcher, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Flaws: Ugly, Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Myathethil Wasanthi, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman is typically in her Doctor uniform. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her silver hair is cut short. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Myathethil 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: Myathethil lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Expand her business; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Golden pearl (150 gp).
Rohesia Wilberforce, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, she is not a threatening figure. Her black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Born in the south to a Barkeep, Rohesia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rohesia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 220 gp.
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