Helen Westbrook, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. Her blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.
History: Helen lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and doesn't want to be a scribe and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Ignan, Abyssal
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: 160 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Daar Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her rusty crest is long and unkept. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. The war was a terrible time for her, and Daar does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
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. 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. Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Daar never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Galiena Anderton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. With wild silver hair. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Galiena took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and to protect her home
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Sylvan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Malachite (6 gp).
Mardnab Nackle, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes., but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'4" when asserting herself. She wears her black hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mardnab isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She moved out north to avoid the crime she committed. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Theobald Ofandrus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Theobald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 3 Smokesticks.
Theobald Holimion, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'11" and prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant blue.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: The child of a Barkeep, who enjoyed hunting, Theobald was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and money/treasure
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Lawful 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) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Sylvan
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: 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Maagog Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His scarlet crest is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.
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. 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 daughter.
History: Born to a Glassblower, his father struggled to pay the bills. When Maagog reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Arannis Rothenel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Scribe. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Cloak Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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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 a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a lance on her belt. She sports a flattop fur cut. She is baby faced.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin, Ignan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).
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