Rivaan Linxakasendalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He very much looks the part of a Mercenary. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has red eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When Rivaan reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a architect again
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Jade (100 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Pijjirik Grrrmmballhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears just a green suit. His red crest is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Pijjirik took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Mormo Charm, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His blue hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He works hard and plays hard.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Mormo 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. Mormo decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Mundane. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp).
Whurbin Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Knight who has hired him part-time. He uses divination through singing.
History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and doesn't want to be a knight and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Family. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Riswynn Eversharp, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. The war was a terrible time for her, and Riswynn does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Priest arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Priest
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Aasathra Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her white crest is singed and shortened. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gold eyes.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: She was born at the edge of vast island. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and to settle down with her crush
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Giant, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Kilvar Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shields and bastard swords. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Kilvar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. Being a Courier kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Courier
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 300 sp.
Nurkara Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. Her black hair is smooth and relatively long. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
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. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Nurkara was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Addict, Selfish, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Deep green spinel (140 gp).
Zykroff Daardendrian, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears just a green suit. Her scarlet crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her skin is flawless and her gold eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gifted student she started as a Bowyer, but she got bored and became a Map Maker. 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: Balancing her hectic life and new Map Maker responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
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