Fax Akambherylliax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has moderate length green crest. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Baelitae Rothenel, Female Elf [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 wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available she will default to her axe. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her broad blue hat.
Personality: Baelitae speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Baelitae was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
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: 60 gp.
Rurik Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp.
Berrian Koehlanna, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Berrian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Morg Skelton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Morg hails from a village terrorized by giants. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Zanna Lingenhall, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a tan coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: Zanna was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Farmer. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: To be a Cook again; and wants a kiss
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, 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 | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Bune Fright, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is renowned for her bright black dresses and hats, and she perpetually has her bastard sword ready. Her blue hair has been sun bleached extensively. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Roofer.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. 2 Acid flasks.
Shava Dischord, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'7". She wears a black collared shirt and grey skirt. She accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a mace. She has done her best to style her blue hair to look like a famous performer. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Spear In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length gray fur. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Sylvan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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