Glim Leffery, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Glim was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
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: 200 sp.
Riardon Sandoval, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with his god.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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's also a talented Unemployed, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Job, In love. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Anselm Nailo, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Amethyst (140 gp).
Trail Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear pastel tank tops with yellow pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longswords and pickaxes. His lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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 the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Eberk Helcral, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is black and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: Eberk was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Eberk took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Being a Gardener 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: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Red garnet (80 gp).
Aym Excellence, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat, and she perpetually has her spear ready. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are a pleasant black.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Aym was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 9000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Henry Langley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He takes great joy in being the best Sculptor in town.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a crown-heir again
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, In love. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Trey Copeland, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has wavy white hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Trey hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.
Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).
Dadalan Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'7", this man is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his green crest down. His eyes are red and beady.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Dadalan was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shipwright. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 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 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
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