Maagog Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'2". He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. His long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his red eyes.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Sweet On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Birel Eathalena, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears tattered old clothes. Her hair is white and very short. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She hates giants. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Birel was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: Many giants want her driven away.
Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Shifting Of Snakes, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Ralf Wakefield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Warryn Reese, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Warryn isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Half-Plate.
Lerissa Joy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a black shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and grey pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'0" when asserting herself. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her black eyes.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Lerissa was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
Vani Quickstep, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her golden hair is still thick. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Vani enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Shepherd work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shepherd work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She tends to her Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and expand her business
Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Oren Asheton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
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