Uraim Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 4 Antitoxin.
Bernard Liadon, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
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. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Hadwisa Dmitriyev, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is typically in her Marshal uniform. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Hadwisa is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.
History: Born in the west to a Marshal, Hadwisa learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Suhnae Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Suhnae was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 18000 cp.
Vepar Fortune, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Herbalist business.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Giant, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Dara Floshem, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a simple yellow robe with brown stripes complete with hood. Her blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Dara never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: In love, Slave. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, 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) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, 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: 100 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp).
Breena Offund, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp.
Ubada Tattersall, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on her torso. She has styled her brown hair well, parting it to the left. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A true patriot, Ubada would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Ubada was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Military, Nature, In love. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 pp. Red spinel (90 gp). Coral (90 gp).
Hugolina Ethanasath, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her hair is brown and curly. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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