Tim Marlowe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'2" and wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Blue quartz (13 gp).
Astaro Love, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a green vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her green boots flare out at the collars. She keeps her dark red hair in a flapper bob. She has red eyes.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Astaro was taken on many hunting expeditions. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Architect and was forced into it by her family; and wants to raise her children well
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Wobbles Waggletop, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His brown hair is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Wobbles is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Fletcher like his mother before him.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon, Ignan, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Rhodochrosite (13 gp).
John Raethran, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man wears tattered old clothes. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A freak accident while working with his Dyer mother left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Artin Deepdelver, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and she perpetually has her greataxe ready. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her childhood dream was to be a Barkeep, but she was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Artin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Expand her business; and balancing her hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Chain shirt.
Helen Kendall, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has brown eyes and a grey hat with a green feather.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Left-Handed Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She wears her yellow fur up. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.
History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting giants, the young Left-Handed began to lead the lost caravan. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Violet garnet (900 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp).
Naamah Obscure, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. The war was a terrible time for her, and Naamah does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When Naamah reached her early adolescence her Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
Peren Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His blonde hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Peren was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Peren decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
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