Reirak Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is braided into rings. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Reirak enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Gnoll, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3 Smokesticks.
Arara Eathalena, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears long strands of ruby and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She bought a bow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Engong Haley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a black deerstalker hat and black clothes. She has a very tight haircut. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Engong was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Engong was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She became a Layabout soon after.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Jade (130 gp).
Dean Digby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He wears a mask on his face.
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. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant
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: 400 sp.
Bree Brightmoon, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around her ears. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.
History: Bree lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Azurite (4 gp).
Trym Ramsay, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'5", this man dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with red slacks. His hair is cut close to his head. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.
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. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He got into the Courier business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Courier. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Auran, Elven
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 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Norman Rayden, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears his red hair down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was born into a rich family. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to prove his worth to the world
Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Iolite (60 gp).
Naivara Horineth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: 1000 cp.
Saphara Nemmonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor. Her crest is scarlet and very short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Saphara speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.
History: Saphara was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant, 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 | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Onyx (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
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