Fistula Atterton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'4" northern woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a mace on her belt. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: She was born in a small plains village. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. 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. Fistula fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Puyet Hadley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her white hair is wavy and long. Her ears are large.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: Puyet lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and doesn't want to be a assassin and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Sethrekar Ebynichtomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a green shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His bronze crest is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Dwarven, Gnome, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Dadalan Ebynichtomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his gold crest up. His red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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. Dadalan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Ernest Cooper, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing left arm. He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ernest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Ernest was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, 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 | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Hugh Blankley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears just a grey suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Hugh reached his early adolescence his Human father 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Tree On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He usually wears his pastel robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His brown fur is unkempt and raggedy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tree was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.
Paggen Beren, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp.
Brakka Middleton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has slicked back black hair. Her half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Brakka was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she's looking for her big break
Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
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