Ratlûg Barton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 5'1" northern man, he wears a black cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
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. 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, Ratlûg is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To end his boredom.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insomniac, Mundane. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 400 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp).
Aura Prim Posies, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is scrawny and has patchy cinnamon fur. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. He has a hunchback. His cinnamon fur is still thick. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His first spouse was a Shoemaker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barrister and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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 |
Possessions: 1 Banded mail.
Ûkbûk Dryden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 6'3" and wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. 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: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
Therai Guilt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are silver.
Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Therai took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to unite with his brother
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Elven, Gnome, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Valanthe Raethran, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she very much looks the part of a Miller. Her red hair is well kept. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: The child of a Masseuse, who enjoyed hunting, Valanthe was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Valanthe took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valanthe fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rael Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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 granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Terran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Finellen Foamtankard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. She has golden hair. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She is greedy; and to protect her home
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.
Uraim Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has brown hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Akra Bhenkumbyrznaax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears bulky green painted plate armor. She wears her red crest down. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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: Gifted from a young age, Akra studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Akra took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
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