Adran Musumeci, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a flattop hair cut. 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 is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Diesa Morigak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a grey vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her grey boots flare out at the collars. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.
History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Druidic, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 cp.
Left-Handed Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. Her fur is black and curly. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Druidic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Yurgunn Burrowfound, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has wavy auburn hair. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is an amazing painter.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Thervan Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He very much looks the part of a Mercenary. His hair is black and curly. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Mayor father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Halfling
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: 150 gp. Eye agate (8 gp).
Burana Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, and she perpetually has her shortspear ready. She keeps her red crest in a pixie cut. Her eyes are red and beady.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. 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: Burana lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and to reunite with her absent father
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Blossom Brushgather, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She usually wears her white robe and has her lance always slung over her shoulder. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. She is baby faced.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Blossom was born on a far southern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Soapmaker. 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 seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp).
Hlin Fireforge, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: 3'10" and muscular, this southern woman wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
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. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hlin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Gnome
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: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Aldous Anderton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His violet eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Aldous was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miner.
Motivation: To be a Scribe again; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Rose (50 gp).
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